It was approximately 3 years ago when I was 18 years old. A senior in High School. I was a friendly guy at the height of 6 feet tall. I wouldn't say I had allot of friends because I was quiet.
I decided to sign up for trade school throughout the year.
Before this whole trade school began, I sat in an office room with multiple students and the teacher was explaining the bus system and so on.
As weeks went on. I met some guy my age on the bus that seemed cool. We introduced ourselves. I said, "Hello I'm tony." He said "Pat.
" So he started hanging out with me every morning before the bus arrived and during the bus ride. He wanted to sit 1 seat across from me which was okay.
The bus ride usually lasts around 20 minutes.
Months and months passed. What suddenly made me sorta creeped out was that one student told me not to hang out with Pat the child molester. I remember myself looking confused.
I didn't know what to think. literally seconds later, Pat said to me, "don't listen to him." So I didn't listen. I didn't want to cut the friendship because one person said that about him.
Later throughout the year, the bus got crouded and Pat says to me: "why don't you sit next to me" I said, "Okay." I felt a little uneasy about him. He says " yeah stay here.
" He acts like I'm all he has. Later, things have gotten worse. I shut him off like he wasn't there when he was talking to me. He asked me if I was okay? I said "ya." with a sad tone.
It wasn't until the end of my senior year I finally found out the firm truth about this kid. He started sending me messages on facebook randomly complimenting me of how I am the best.
The following day comes very close to the end of my senior year.
I saw him drive off not even showing up to school at all for pretty much the first time ever and the school counselor noticed something wasn't right. So she needed to talk to me about the situation.
The counselor told me that he is a child molester. She continues saying, "I noticed he sent you messages on facebook saying things that was concerning us.
Somehow the counselor follows everything that he says or does because he's on parole.
My mood changed. I didn't give any contact with him anymore I just wanted a friend that I could trust. It was a long term encounter. I just hope that we would not meet again.