Amen Lyssav!!!! Thank goodness your here!!! I was almost abducted when I was little, right around the age of 3 or 4, my mother was in a store and letting me follow her and lag behind a little bit. She had noticed a man who looked very out of place and was not carrying anything, no cart, no coat (in the middle of winter in Michigan). He was looking at pillows and lingering around the department that we were in. As my mother and her friends were leaving, she let me lag behind as I said, after a walking a little bit she realized she didn't hear me and she turned around, and saw the man holding my hand and walking away with me in the other direction. She said she turned around, ran over there and called my name, she asked the man why he was holding my hand, and he said I just grabbed his hand. She said I had a blank look on my face. She asked me if I grabbed his hand, I told her that he tugged on my dress (or something to that effect, probably as if to get my attention), and he took my hand. My mother never reported it to the authorities. She said she was really shaken up and wanted to get out of there. That has always bothered me. I can't tell ya how thankful I am to be here. As a parent, i'm always more cautious, especially now that I read here. I look at people and situations differently. Its a scary world out there.