I was almost kidnapped from my front door ?

One summer day, I mowed my lawn because I was a kid and didn't have a job or anything to do really. After I was done, I came inside, took a nice long shower, put some shorts and a t shirt on, and decided to call some friends to go for a bike ride. I walked out of the house and was fiddling around with the combination lock on my chain for my bike and looking towards the street for oncoming cars. When I unlocked it, I walked back to the front door and saw a weirdo guy standing in my front yard. He had on a black wife beater and sweatpants, and something on his head that resembled a bandana. He had a weird smile on his face and he said "Whats up little boy?" I told him to fuck off basically from my front door because I didn't care. He said that I shouldn't talk to adults like that. I told him my dad taught me not to talk to strangers so he should fuck off. This is when I think I saw a car pull up, and he said "Hehe, okay." He turned around and when I looked up, I saw a girl with really black hair and eyebrows get out of the car. She had on a black dress, and she was looking at me with the weirdest smile possible. I don't know if I just have anxiety sometimes, but she just gave me the weirdest feeling. She looked at me really weird while smiling then said "this isn't the house." The man said "SHUT UP!" And after that, they got back in the car and drove away. I rushed inside and went to tell my parents about it, and when we looked out the window, they were at the neighbors house looking at it weirdly. They drove away and we never saw them again. I was probably around 11 at the time. I've always thought about what would happen if it was the right house, and I don't even want to think about it.