So in 2012 i was visting my grandma in Kosovo. I went out to get some milk from the store, that was my first mistake. on my way you see an elderly man offered to drive me there, i hoped into his Toyota Prirus, That was my second mistake. the old man started driving and was asking me all sorts of question. How old are you, where are you from, wanna have some fun? That was my third mistake, he drove me deep into the woods, to a small cottage or cave like building. We went in, and that was my fourth mistake. that day in the woods, that old man made me feel like a girl. After that day i have never gone back to grandmas house, or to the store. or outside.