Back in the 90's, I was doing something in my garage, and a small child walked in front of my house all by himself. He was only a couple years old, and it was the middle of the day. I looked up and down the street, and there was nobody out. I didn't recognize him, so I just walked up to him and tried to talk to him, but he couldn't talk.
So, I just stood there with him so he wouldn't get hurt, but I had no idea what to do. Another neighbor came over, but she didn't know who the child was, or what to do with him either.
We stood there for ten or 15 minutes before his mom came running from about ten houses away. She said that they were visiting a friend who lived down the street and thought he was taking a nap in the house.
She was freaking out and scared to death. I never saw either of them again, and never knew who the person was down the street that she was visiting. It was all very odd and surreal.