Missing Child: 911
I kid you not, I almost called 911 last night. It was around 7pm and suddenly Peyton realized that he hadn't heard or seen Samantha for a little while. He looked around her room and then throughout the house. No Sammi. We went through the whole house and the yard. I was frantic. We had looked in closets, under beds, in cabinets...I even opened the freezer and the dryer. I was in an absolute panic. We were all yelling for her. Peyton was heading towards the main road, and I was reaching for the phone, when Michael fo
und her. She had pulled her toy box away from the wall and crawled behind it. She was crouched down with a stuffed animal propped over the top. You couldn't see her at all. She was HIDING from Daddy.
I kid you not, I almost called 911 last night. It was around 7pm and suddenly Peyton realized that he hadn't heard or seen Samantha for a little while. He looked around her room and then throughout the house. No Sammi. We went through the whole house and the yard. I was frantic. We had looked in closets, under beds, in cabinets...I even opened the freezer and the dryer. I was in an absolute panic. We were all yelling for her. Peyton was heading towards the main road, and I was reaching for the phone, when Michael fo
und her. She had pulled her toy box away from the wall and crawled behind it. She was crouched down with a stuffed animal propped over the top. You couldn't see her at all. She was HIDING from Daddy.
1 comment:
almost had a heart attack just reading this story! I'm glad she is okay.
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