So, when I was around 7, I was with my grandpa, and he had just taken me fishing the other day. I very, very much preferred him over my other grandfather, because my other grandpa was obnoxious. Neither one of them was creepy, but that's not the point. The point is, my grandpa took me fishing early in the morning, and I was spending the day at his house. Later that night, I really wanted some boiled peanuts (I love them and always have), so he took me to an Aldi store. (For those who might not know, Aldi is a store in the southern U.S)

We walked in, and it was a pretty small store, so I wandered off while he was getting the peanuts. I was near the front of the store, and a man came in and randomly tickled my stomach for a second. Nobody but me and him noticed, and he didn't say anything to me, or look at me in a weird way.

So far, those of you reading this are the only people who know about this. I haven't really wanted to tell anyone. Anyways, he tickles my stomach, I watch him go out to a small little green Honda, and I got a little creeped out.

My grandpa comes back, and we buy the peanuts, leave, and get in his truck to go back home. I never told him about the man. Next weekend, we go fishing on the lake again Saturday morning. This time, we need to go to the sporting goods section in Wal-Mart to buy some fishing line and some hooks, because my grandpa had lost them at home after buying the bait the previous day.

As we walked into Wal-Mart, I saw a car that stuck out to me. It was that Honda. I knew it was the same. because it had a long scratch on the door, as if someone keyed his car. It also had very ridiculous rims on the tires that stuck out. I got very creeped out, but I didn't talk much, so I still didn't say anything. I now know how dumb of me that was. A minute or so later, we're in the store looking around at some things before we get our fishing supplies.

As we were walking up and down the different aisles throughout the store, I saw the man at least 5 times, looking at me each time. He had a bright yellow jacket, so it was hard to miss him. I stayed close to my grandpa, since Wal-Mart was a lot bigger than Aldi's. The man tried to approach me at one point while my grandpa wasn't looking, but I quickly made my way beside my grandpa, and asked him if we could hurry up and get the fishing line.

I got very creeped out throughout my visit to Aldi's and Wal-Mart. This man is one of the reasons why I'm paranoid today. I hated being home alone, because I was always afraid of what could happen, and that guy always comes to mind. Every time I read some of these stories on here, I think of this guy, even though it's not nearly as bad as the other stories.

TL;DR: I was 7. Creepy stranger tickles me in Aldi's. Stranger seems to follow me around a Wal-Mart the following week.

Very sorry for the long ass story. I have poor story-telling abilities, and I can't explain things very well, so if this is confusing or bad, I apologize. I just want to get this off my chest and tell someone.