My mother and sister took my daughter to the mall and said they were going to “let her experience what it means to be lost.” They called it “hide-and-seek” and left her there all alone. “Oh, please, she’ll turn up eventually,” my sister laughed. My mother said coldly, “If she gets lost, then it’s her own fault.” Police dogs were brought in, and a full-scale search began. But three days later, the only thing anyone found… was her clothes. – Story
The last time I saw my daughter that morning, she was wearing a yellow cardigan with white daisies on the…