I was so close to becoming a victim of kidnapping

This happened when I was six in the year 2008. I was born and raised in Texas and at the time I was living with my aunt and my uncle and my cousins. My dad had just left us, and my mom went back to college. She would not have enough time to babysit me, so she sent me with her sister.<br><br>My aunt lived in a small apartment complex. I would spend most of my time playing on the swing set. I was a happy kid and did not think of any danger. One afternoon, while I was playing on the swings, a tall brown man with brown hair approached me. I’ll call him Max. Max was probably in his thirties. He was wearing a black shirt with the words “Cy Silk” on it. He was wearing black shorts and black shoes. He was cool for a while, he was so nice to me. It was as if he was my dad. Then he asked if I wanted to come with him. He told me that he wanted to play a game with me. So I said yes, not thinking anything of it. He asked if I wanted to come in his car, I said yes. He told me that his car was brown, so I looked for a brown car. I saw a man in a brown car and walked over to him. He was busy on his phone, then he looked up at me. He said “what the f\*\*k do you think you’re doing? I could be your father. I asked if he was Max, he shook his head and drove off. By then, I was so confused. I had forgotten that Max had black hair. I thought that Max had blond hair. Then i saw a man with blond hair in a black car. He waived at me, I asked if he was Max, he said no and drove off. I was so confused, I thought that Max changed his hair. I saw another man with blond hair in a blue car. He waived at me, and I asked if he was Max, he said yes.<br><br>Now I usually don’t go into cars with strangers, but for some reason, I did this day. I walked into his car, and sat down, then I realized that something was wrong. His hair was the wrong color. I tried to open the door, but he locked it. I tried to roll down the window, but he locked that too. I tried to tell him to stop, but he would not. I knew that if I went any further, I would have been kidnapped. So I did the only thing that I could do: scream. I screamed at the top of my lungs. I saw people looking at me, the man got scared and drove off. I ran into the apartment, I told my aunt what had happened. She called the cops and they told my aunt to look for the man in the neighborhood. My aunt and I searched the entire neighborhood, but we saw no one. I was in such shock, I was so scared, I could not think of anything.<br><br>The next day, I told my mom what had happened. She said that she told me to never go into a car with a stranger. She told me not to ever do that again, and I never did. I now always carry pepper spray with me whenever I go outside. I never go outside alone. If I ever see a suspicious man, I will call the cops.<br><br>The reason why this experience was so weird was that there were three men, all with the same name, all looking for me. I do not know how they communicated with each other, but I’m glad that I was able to escape them all. I don’t know if any of them were connected, but I do know that they all wanted me.