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This is a story my father told me.

When my father was a child, he would head straight to the river as soon as he got home from school to catch freshwater crabs.

That day was no different; he went to the river alone to catch some crabs.

It was summer, and the air was hot and humid.

At first, he used a fishing line with a piece of squid tied to the end as bait.

But it was so hot that he couldn’t stand it any longer, so he decided to wade into the river to catch the crabs.

As the sky turned red with the setting sun, he decided it was time to head home.

While he was getting dressed, an older man happened to walk by and struck up a conversation with him.

“Hey, kid… You didn’t go into the river, did you?”

My father nodded, and the man continued.

“You know, kid… a lot of children were murdered in this river…”

My father was shocked.

“I’ve never heard anything like that,” he replied.

“Well, of course you haven’t. I was the one who did it, and I’ve kept it hidden all these years…”

My father said he didn’t try to run away.

When I asked him why, he told me that he hadn’t sensed any murderous intent from the man.

All he could feel was a calm, gentle presence.

My father asked him:

“Have you stopped killing people?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Because you don’t seem scary now.”

The man replied somewhat proudly:

“Ah… That’s because I’m a master at making children feel safe! Ha ha…”

My father immediately ran for his life.

He told his parents (my grandparents) what had happened, and they reported it to the police.

Apparently, that man has never been caught to this day.

My father always says, “I’m so glad I managed to get away.”

If he had been killed that day, I wouldn’t be here now…