My Strangest Memory
I went to a yard sale with my aunt when I was like five or so. A little boy, about the same age as me, approached me and told me to come inside to meet his dad. I wandered off with him without my aunt noticing and he brought me into the house where the yard sale was taking place.
I was young and naïve so it didn’t seem that odd to me. I thought the kid wanted to play, but I was so, so wrong.
Anyway, we went down to the basement and I got the shock of a lifetime. The kid’s dad was lying on a couch in the basement…completely unclothed.
Not only that, but he looked “excited” to see me. He greeted me as if he’d been waiting. I actually don’t remember much after that. I just got out of there as fast as possible.
It’s been a strange memory of mine ever since. Story credit: Reddit / Pale_Strength_7916