It was a wierd thing. Was 12 or 13, remember I was wearing my little league jacket. We went to a football game in Ringgold, PA. New Catle at Ringgold. It was during the first half of the game and a few of us walked back to the buses which were right behind the endzone. There was also woods right next to the field. 3 older teens, two white and one black approached our group. I guess they were asking people if we were from New Castle. When they did a few people took off running. As I saw them running, had no idea why, the teens asked me if I was from New Castle, I said yes, someone said get him. Two white dudes had my arms and black guy had my legs and next thing I know I am in the woods. They said they were going to kill me, and black dude was yelling give me the knife. I dont know how I got free. But I got my legs free first, think I kicked the black guy, got free and ran like hell. I was running through the buses and they were behind me. I made it behind the endzone and saw a huge guy, he looked like an offensive lineman. He was with mother. I think I grabbed his legs and begged him to help me. 5 seconds later the 3 guys show up. Big guy asked me if those were guys, I was so scared, I said no. The told them to get the out of here. They left and he looked at me and said, those were the guys after you, right? I said yes and he walked me back to the stands where we were met by a my buddies dad and a group of NC people heading to look for me.