Predator Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

True story. Left Brighton Grade School and was walking the 6 blocks home i always walked...and on this day - a huge(really big and fat man) followed me for at least a block before he asked if i wanted a ride. i reacted quickly because my mother had literally made sure that i would never accept rides from strangers. That day left me weak and unnerved but i tried to put it behind me. About 2 years later, i was on a Seattle bus going home from somewhere and we were at a light on Rainier Avenue and i just happened to look down - there was the same man below next to the bus and my window involved in a devious act; To this day, i remember all of it...from the first time...walking home from school to the incident on the bus. My mother reported him, his description and model of car. Not sure if they caught up with him but i never saw him or his car ever again. Yes, even back in the day, there were sex offenders...maybe not as prevalent as they are today but they existed.