I was sort of witness to this one would say. I will make this as short as possible for you.

Two sisters went on a camping trip with the rest of the family, this family was quite large. Seven girls and two boys . . .The boys were the babies per say, they were among the last three children added to this unit, boy girl boy. Bully for them. [Just saying].

These two sisters were of the older bunch of kids,  third oldest and fourth in line, but not friends of any kind. This older one in this story had no use for any of her siblings only to use them as a desperate add-on at the time, as she would have,  none,  of her outside friends with her for what she wanted to do . . .So she would choose out of these individuals how who, would most likely play part in her scheme. That was the only way she cared about her family, useless until needed. [ This is useful information ].

This particular early morning, her over night plan came into play . . .She wanted to go fishing down by the bridge but not alone . . .She need a reliable partner. Someone who would cause no problems, someone who would need no help from her at any time. Someone she could trust not to take off while she was busy. She chose number four.

Number four . . .Number four.   Number four was different from all the kids put together, although,  all the children had that,  of the unusual,  up-bringing. Number four was a tad bit, heavier,  into the unusual. By the age of seven things like this happened to her.

• Given away at four months.
• Kidnapped by her father at sixteen months.
• Lived here for a while.
• Lived there for a while.
• Put in an orphanage.
• Given to her grandmother.
• Run over by horse and buggy.
• Hit by car
• Hit by car the day she left the hospital after a two and half month stay. Minutes after her arrival home. They forgot to tell her a bridge was built.
• Run down by a much older cousin, by the time her mother got to her he had hit her three times with his car, knocking her down . . .She kept getting up.
• At the age of seven she still stands on her feet and wonders about things.
• At the age of seven her mother took her to live with the rest of the unit. 

Number four . . .Stranger.

So morning came and the older sister’s plan was in play. She woke number four up and talked her into going fishing down by the bridge. She coursed number four into this by saying this would make mommy and daddy happy that we caught lots of fish. Number fours eyes opened wide to think she could make mommy happy. She went fishing with her bigger sister who at the time was 12 and number four was not quite 11 years of age.

This little fishing outing was indeed a wrong thing to do when you think about it. For one thing they had to take their father’s good fishing rods and gear without permission. But as long as the fish were going to be for everyone for supper, plus the surprise, number four had in her young mind, the thought of asking was way forgotten. So off they went with ALL,  the fishing equipment they could carry, and the tool box. You know . . .Incase a hook was to deep inside a fish’s mouth, number four knew how to remove it using pliers.

Is daddy going to be mad? No,  she told number four, he will enjoy eating the fish. Okay then. That was all she need to hear, daddy was not going to get mad. So off they snuck . . .I will say snuck as everyone else was sleeping including mommy. Daddy had to go to town, he would be gone for a long time. And they were not allowed to leave going anywhere on their own.

After the two girls had themselves situated and the rods ready with hooks and new dangley spinners, and bobbins and sinkers, they each did their best to cast the lines out as far as they could get them, in hopes,  of catching a nice amount of fish.  Number four then asked the question . . .Why did you ask me?   Because i don’t have to watch you and listen to you cry to go back to the tent. Number four smiled. She was proud to the one picked.

It was not long when her big sister had a fish on the end of her line, they were both excited, right up until the fish was out of the water and being reeled in closer to get it off the hook and fish for more.  This fish was indeed a nice size for these two young girls. But just as it was in hands reach the fish wiggled it’s self off the line and jumped back into the water. This action done by the fish gave number four a strange feeling. “Wow, did you see that? . . .Did you see his eyes? it looked afraid . . .It looked like it wanted away from someone behind us.” What? Her big sister turned as number four turned to look behind themselves and sure enough . . .There was someone. A grown man with his pants down around his ankles and coming down the embankment towards them. The big sister yelled . . .RUN!   And they both did. They took off as fast as they could without taking anything with them. They left everything, hook, line and sinker. They each ran in different directions in hopes not to be caught.   They were not caught this time, by this old pervert, but it is not the end of the story.