I like the point about the gangs and criminals respecting children. Like, if you go to jail- and your story is assaulting/r@ping a child, people will treat you so much poorly as they would if you, say- stole a car.
I don't think poorly is the right word, maybe use worse? It kinda sounds like the two crimes were on the same level. It is obvious what u mean, but yeah...
Yeah no, on occasion No one is allowed to harm children under any circumstance in prison- People who have harmed, or abused children in whatever way often get dealt with much more violently than any other. This could also apply for women, but mainly kids
I think moreso that mother needs parenting classes. How is it that after not seeing your SIXTEEN year old child for TWO WEEKS, when they finally make contact your first instinct is to scream at them? Shocking
Six years my wife endured being trafficked by her mother and her stepfather. It’s been over fifteen years but she is destroyed from PTSD.. That story broke my heart and reminded me of her, I’m glad they got justice, my wife never will.
@@neonplural Definitely not, but I'm pretty sure I know what that is now, sadly. I won't be watching this channel anymore, though, so that's one good thing.
My story: I have seizures, not just the ones people usually think of. During an. Orientation and mobility lesson , train a blind or low vision person to get around independently, I was doing an independent walk where I caught a bus , went to a store and came back. During the ride, I had a seizure that wouldn’t be noticeable if you didn’t know what it was. I got off the bus at where I thought I should being that I had no idea I’d had the seizure, and ended up in a very shady part of town. Some guys were chilling at the intersection a block away and came to ask where I was going and I told them. Realizing I was in the wrong place, they took me back to the bus stop and waited with me until the next one came. I realized what had happened by then and the instructor did also since I was supposed to meet him at the store. So thank yall for keeping me safe and helping me get to my destination. This was about 15 years ago.
My story: I was at Disney Land in CA and I thought my family was gonna go on this one ride where some small planes go up and down. They weren’t. I was VERY young at the time, 5 I’m pretty sure, and my whole family thought I was in a stroller. They then proceeded to go to Pirates of the Caribbean without me, and it takes me like 4 minutes to notice. Like the idiot I was, I hid. My parents came back that way and didn’t see me and started to panic. After about 10 minutes of hiding, I walked around until I found an employee who I called a “badger” cause they had a badge on. She asks me if I’m lost, and I say yes, and she takes me to this office and I tell her my Landline Phone Number because I didn’t know my parents cell phone number. It took like 30 more minutes, but my panic-stricken parents found me in that little office and told me I did a good job finding an employee etc. but I learned my lesson! Or did I? Fast forward 6 years, I’m in Disney again but this time I got lost looking in the Toy Story store and fortunately I knew my parents were going to Star Tours. I found them pretty quick that time. The reason I went missing the second time is because my family split into two groups: one Star Tours and the other some other ride I don’t remember. They both thought I was with the other, lol. Moral of the story: Disneyland and me do not mix!
You're not alone. I got lost at Disney World FL when I was 6-7 years old, I was in grade 1. My whole family (6 including me), and my grandparents, all went to Disney World for 4 days. I believe it may have been the first day, but I can't remember. On this fateful day, I was in the front leading. I had no idea where we were going, so I was just walking ahead. Of course, when I turned around, I saw no one. I don't really remember what I even did as this was 8 years ago, but I believe I just walked in circles looking for anyone I recognized. I was, and still am, a very shy person, so asking for help was something I was very hesitant to do. Luckily, I saw my parents not so far away and I immediately ran to them. I don't think they were all that worried and were just glad I found my way to them as we continued to wherever we were going. Although, after that for the rest of the day, I remember being terrified and not wanting to be in the front anymore. Great way to start the trip. Extra story: This was the last day at Disney World and it was closing time or close to. We all went to go and visit Goofy, Mickey Mouse, and Minnie Mouse, as our final activity. We went over to the area they were all sitting in, (sorry if I'm explaining this badly). My older brother liked Goofy, My twin brother like Mickey Mouse (more Pluto), and I liked Minnie Mouse. So we all went our separate ways and interacted with each character. I had, and still, have a little Minnie Mouse doll as I was obsessed with Minnie and still kinda am. I showed Minnie my doll and she took it and hugged it and admired it, it was adorable and cute, and she also gave me a hug. Same thing happened with my twin brother with Mickey, he had a Pluto doll and Pluto hat. When he showed Mickey the doll he looking surprised and hugged it. My older brother had a Goofy hat and gloves, this resulting in them playing with their ears. My mom got many pictures of everything, which is in our Disney World picture books. Good times.
Mom’s cousin went missing after rough break-up in early 70s, no word, no letters, no nothing. His mom was inconsolable. After 2 years, his mom got a call from a stranger, saying the dude is alive and will come home at some point, but he isnt going to or cant say where he is. Soon even some family members had questions, was the call real, cruel hoax or was it desperate mother’s wishful thinking.. 5 years after the call, our doorbell rings and it’s this lost cousin! I was a newborn and mom says she nearly dropped me. After 7 years, he was presumed dead, but here he was, very tanned and thin, missing a front tooth and fluent in French. Turns out, he ran away and joined the French foreign legion.. the guy who had called his mom, was his former work colleague, who he joined the league with, but who managed to run away from there too. Mom’s cousin wasnt as lucky, he got extra 2 years to serve for the escape attempt. I love my crazy (Finnish) family :) Edit: typo
My sister once went missing. Its pretty funny tbh, in elementary school we would go to the YMCA to learn to swim. My sister got permission to join me on the trip and after some lessons we got to play in the pools. After a while the adults told us to get ready to leave. I remember looking around when i got to the bus and realizing my sister wasn't anywhere to be found. So i gathered my courage, because i was like 10, and told my teacher that my older sister was missing. They looked for her, couldnt find her, so they told me to go home and they would continue to look for her. I get home and my mom is there in the living room worried. She asked me what happend but i didnt know anything besides that my sister was missing. Later they found her in the lazy river and she was brought home safely. That's when we found out that she had a bit of a hearing problem, since she didnt hear anyone call out for her, and my parents took her to the doctor to make sure everything was fine. We never went to the YMCA again after that.
I’ve spent so many hours just trying to forget this, but I guess I can talk about it just now. Last winter I went on a 2 night school trip to this camp. On the first day, our activity group leader let us all go use the bathroom. I go in there, come out, they’re all gone. Of course, they didn’t tell us where we were going. So I start panicking. I go back into the bathroom to make sure they’re all not still in there, nothing. I saw another group there and I went to ask if they know, but of course *that one teacher* was there and yelled at me for “trying to change groups”. I looked down the hill and nobody from my group was there. I turn around to go check the bathroom one last time, nothing. I go back towards the hill and everyone starts calling out to me. Apparently our group leader just assumed everyone was there without actually checking and she took everyone and left. When they found me, they were seconds away from sounding the alarms because I was missing and *that one teacher* didn’t care.
Pfffttt!!! Ha!!! This is nothing!!! You were “lost” for what, 15-20 minutes? Now you’ve spent try to forget this? Is it because it a boring story? Look, you don’t have to contribute. If you don’t have a decent story to add, then don’t.
@@Manhandle730 hey, I was scared and I’m really embarrassed about it, and nobody asked you to read the comment either, so you shouldn’t be complaining, that was your choice.
My mom moved with us kids to a new neighborhood just before 1st grade started for me. I was 5 and this was during the '80's. I made a new friend in my class who also rode the same bus home. The first day of school, she invited me to come play in her house. I followed up her around the unfamiliar streets there. She tells me to wait outside while she goes inside to ask if she can play. I wait for her to come out just to be told to wait longer for her to do chores or something and I can't come in yet. So I stupidity, trustingly waited. She never came out again and I think I'm forgotten, so I start walking the way I hoped brought me home. I wandered around for forever crying and scared when a police car pulled up next to me and drove me home. I felt so embarrassed and my mom was crying. Man, I was a dumb kid.
I was 7 and my older brother beat me up so I got mad and decided to run away from home. I just kept on walking until I got tired and sat down for a few hours. I decided to go back home and it was a mad house as soon as I got close to my neighborhood. There were close to 200 ppl looking for me or my body in the woods. I was so embarrassed, I didn’t leave my house for a month.
I hope your parents addressed the trauma you experienced. The fact that you ran away after being physically assaulted shows that there was dysfunction in the home that needed to be addressed. You deserved better. I hope you're ok now
@@jessicatoussaint9140I totally agree. I have four older brothers and was constantly teased by them, especially the three oldest ones. I got hit and had bloody noses. I used to say I wanted to run away. I even told Mom I wanted to go to a foster home.
This is about my parents cat that got lost but it ends funny. It happened before I was born. A bunch of my mom’s family was over at her house for a family gathering and during it my mom noticed she hadn’t seen her cat Gracie in a while. She looked around the house and came to the conclusion she got out when her aunt stepped out to smoke. All of them ended up searching the neighborhood, going in neighbor’s yards, peering down storm drains, and nothing for hours. Where was the cat after all this? Curled up on a soft blanket in the floor of the blanket closet.
My story (For context, my parents are divorced, had me at 18, and divorced when I was 3.) When I was in kindergarten, my dad started dating a girl named Willow. I don't care that I said her name, she was terrible to me and my father. Anyway, my dad had moved to a friend's house, since he was still living with his mother before that, and Willow was homeless before dating my dad. She just wanted a house, she didn't want anything to do with me. Anyway, different home meant a different bus.... Apparently, nobody had told my old bus driver I was moving buses. When I passed my old bus, the bus driver snatched me into the bus, reminding me my bus was this one. It was the normal bus driver, and the normal bus, btw. I told her that I had moved buses. She disagreed, saying she hadn't heard anything about that. I had been holding back tears. I got into the back of the bus, which was usually full. It had 3 other kids, all were above my grade. Only 1 or 2 came in after me. I was crying. I remember that the most. When we stopped at my usual stop, I got off. My grandmother wasn't there. I tried walking on my own. My mind was racing. What if I got kidnapped? What if they aren't home? I ran back to the bus. I don't remember what the bus driver said to me. I remember all the other kids being dropped off, though. And I remember crying. I don't recall anything after that.
I actually have two very quick and simple stories about going missing, the first happened when I was around 5-6 years old. It was, in the toy aisle, classic. Thing is, I'm autistic and at the time I was seriously undiagnosed, and so despite eventually realizing in my 6 year old mind that I had been left by myself while I was distracted I didn't really, do anything? It was weird, I was panicked and thought my family had left without me but all I could really do was sit in that aisle and cry. What's worse? I don't remember who found me, I was 6, it was either an employee, another customer, or a security guard but I remember he asked me where my parents were. And remembering that I was told not to go with strangers (even nice ones because I had been caught having long conversations with strange men on playgrounds near my school while trying to talk to their kids before) I panicked and didn't talk to him and refused to go with him. My mom eventually came back and thanked the stranger for watching me and took me home. The second story was right before the pandemic, I was in 9th grade and had joined a specialized program that year that would last the rest of my high school career, my class had been supposedly doing "the best out of all of the other classes of this cohort" (which honestly I think was just propaganda to groom new tech field workers through their teenaged years so now I'm bad at socializing and unqualified for anything non tech related), we were going to join in on a sort of meeting with our towns council? I think it was something meant to pitch ideas on how to make the town better. Well my class had came up with a project plan, put together a slideshow, picked two people to present it and we went about our day. Problem? This was a Wednesday. My mother was aware of what was going on, she was informed. However she happened to forget and came to pick me up from school, when I wasn't out by the time the busses drove off she got worried, I wasn't answering my phone obviously because we were told to keep them off. She panicked and called her mother, my grandmother is known for being dramatic, blowing things out of proportion, and calling the cops over little things because she doesn't like someone. And I just so happened to be her favorite grandchild at the time. So she calls the cops, an amber alert is sent out for me and my dad gets it while he's at work, meanwhile there's a search for me all over town I imagine. Eventually one of my classmates parents who worked with my dad at the time told him about the meeting (my mother had not done so before), he told my mom who informed the cops who had to make sure I was actually there. In an attempt to avoid embarrassing me my mother told the cops to stand outside and wait for her to get there to check herself. She poked her head in the room, told them I was there and went home to pick me up later instead. I did not see her when she did this. I get informed about this as she picks me up for real this time, and for unrelated reasons a few years later we stopped talking to that grandma. To this day I still don't know why my mom thought it was a good idea to call her before calling my dad.
Story 10 kinda happened with my Friend He was with the family in a large mall in a clothing section His 5 years old son decided it is a great place for hide and seek (and he wasn't wrong!) Hide between the clothes racks and they spent an hour looking for him, the mall security locked the place doors so no one would go out unnoticed Finally my friend got the idea to call his son "You got me buddy! You win! What a great game you pulled" and his son jumps out of nowhere! Lol
18:31 So I work in an after school service. OP’s after school service is 100% in the wrong. We never pick up a kid who’s not on our list. If we aren’t sure we ring the parent or take the child to the office. We never remove a child from a property without knowing 100% that the child is meant to be with us.
OKAYYY, not me, but my brother. We went to a botanical garden with some friends a few years ago. 2 other families with 1-2 kids each. We went to the Koi fish pond, and my brother was VERY interested. We named the fish and everything. We moved on to the cypress roots and didn’t realize he was gone until we were like a quarter of a mile down to the next area. The moment we realized, I dashed back to the Koi pond and retrieved my brother. I wasn’t really afraid, because i knew where he’d be. Though I’ve never trusted my brother with anyone or any large places again.
I take walks all the time and one time I walked a lil far, then realized I had no idea where I was going. Walked through the woods and ended up having to climb a wall to get into some private neighborhood I never went to. It was Sunday afternoon and I lived in the deep south, so everyone was probably at church. I walked for like an hour and didn't see a single person other than a guy unloading black bags that I didn't feel like questioning. I saw a dog and it walked with me for a couole minutes before leaving. Then I yelled at a goat for a few minutes, and started seeing more and more familiar landmarks as I walked. I was by a railroad crossing near a gas station that I walk to from my house every other day when my mom called me and asked - get this - if I came back inside. I explained to her that I was at the gas station and that I took a longer route, which was technically true, and that I was tired so she should take her car down to the gas station and pick me up. I went in, bought a lime soda, and chilled outside waiting for her. When I got home my siblings were pissed off that they had been looking for me for about half an hour before anyone thought to call me.
In the 90's, my classmates and I were missing for a few hours during a school hiking trip to Chamonix, France. We went up Aguille du Midi mountain with a cable cart, enjoyed the view and hiked down the mountain. Super cool to hike down a glacier and all that. The hike went as planned, but when we were allmost at the foot of the mountain, we ran into a search and rescue team going up the mountain. We walked right passed them but then they stopped us. Turns out our buss driver called search and rescue because we were hours late. I still to this day don't know how we were hours late when the hike went without a hitch, but it was so weird to find out we had been missing for hours without knowing lolol
My very first day of kindergarten was the worst. I was the last stop on the bus route, on a small one way street that runs parallel to the main road. The school bus was driving on the opposite side of the main road from the entrance to my street, and forgot to stop. I guess the driver couldn’t see me, and just continued to her next route. I watched my bus stop go by, and I assumed the driver was going to actually going to enter the street further up the road, but she didn’t. She pulls up outside of middle school, and one of the older kids from my neighborhood is shocked to see a crying 5yo still on the bus. I was escorted to the office, so my first day of kindergarten was also my first day in the middle school. They called my house, but since my parents were outside waiting for my arrival, they didn’t pick up. I was put back on the bus, and my neighbor was trying to be funny to cheer me up, but I was so embarrassed that I hadn’t yelled for the driver to stop. I arrived home nearly an hour late, but Pa was still waiting dutifully with his camera, and captured the worst moment of my life so far on film. I love that photo.
I went "missing" twice. I say it with quotes because nobody had officially reported me missing. Both times each lasted only a few hours so there ended up not being a need for that anyway. The first time, I think I was about 8 or 10. It was summer. We were visiting a friend of my dad's and his family. A neighboring street to where they lived had, for lack of a more understandable term I wouldn't have to explain, a block party with nothing more expensive there than food and all of the food was free. The grownups were doing their thing and all us kids were playing. I had found a group of kids to play with, and we didn't have any phones or pagers or anything to tell the time with. Our game lasted so long and wandered far enough that I had no clue when my parents and my dad's friend were headed back to their house. When they realized I was missing, they got into their vehicles while someone stayed with my siblings and my dad's friend's kid and step kids, and drove around the neighborhood looking for me. My dad's friend eventually found me and explained the situation. I said bye to the kids I was playing with and went with him, then went home with my family. The second time I went missing, my parents decided to take me and my siblings out on a day trip to Montréal, Canada. We had stopped to get some lunch at a restaurant, and I had finished my food first. My parents gave me permission to go by myself to a souvenir store a few blocks away. After I was done shopping there, I went back outside only to realize I had forgotten the way back and I didn't know what restaurant we were in. I began walking around a several block area trying to find them. Then I decided to get help. Luckily for me, there's a Subway location a block away from the historical building we were there to see, and their landline phone was not corded. The employees let me use their phone, so I called my sister, who got a data plan phone before me (I still don't have one). She never picked up. Then I called my mom. She picked up. after the first failed attempt. I told them what happened and where I was. My family started wandering roughly the same area I did until I saw them out the window. I returned the phone, and ran outside. They said they thought I meant a metro station and were surprised when I came out of the Subway restaurant. We haven't been back to Canada since, mainly because we don't go back East every year and this happened back in 2018.
I once got lost in the woods for about an hour or 2 in Scouts. Me and some of the other scouts in my troop were going into the woods to get sticks for a fire. We got complacent, and barely told anyone else exactly which direction we were going, and didn't bring our whistles in case we got lost. Well, after a few minutes of going deeper and deeper into the woods, we couldn't find the way back anymore. We decided to stick as a group and pick one direction we thought was the correct way and started walking. Eventually we ended up finding a trail next to a road, problem was our campsite was nowhere near this road. So we picked a direction on the path and started walking again. Occasionally we would yell out for our Troop during this walk to no response. After about 30 mins or so, we figured that this direction was not the right way and turned around. I personally was a mess, worried I'd be lost all night, the others id assume were worried too, but they kept their composure. After a long time, we end up at the end of this trail, along a smaller road that was part of the campsite. We went left down it, and not too long later, one of the scoutmasters came driving by and picked us up and brought us back to camp. We got a bit of a lecture about safety and then continued our Camp
(tw: panic attacks and unintentional self-harm) That last story has me WHEEZING-- a very similar but opposite thing happened to me, but on my second day of first grade. Obligatory "this happened before cell phones became widely-used" On Day 1 of first grade, I found out my sister was gonna be leading the drama/improv club at my school (I'm still not entirely sure why _she_ didn't tell me, but I've always assumed it's bc she didn't want to be seen with her younger sibling in public lol). I went home, asked dad if I could join the club (bc I wanted to hang out with my sister), and he said sure. So, Day 2, I go to the after school club, but my sister immediately shoos me out because I hadn't completed an application or something (I don't remember what, exactly, but it turned out that she _was_ right) and tells me to go home. Well...by the time I get to the busses, they've already...left...And UNLIKE all the other OPs who got stranded at school, _I_ was mentally stunted and the school was too far away from home to just _walk home;_ I panicked and ran to the nearest bathroom -- I wasn't supposed to be _here,_ but I _couldn't_ get _home,_ and so I had (what would later be diagnosed as) a panic attack. Welllll...my _sister_ came home, and my dad was immediately concerned that I wasn't with her; she was confused and annoyed, because she _told_ me to go home, so I was _supposed_ to be _home._ Cue him calling the school, who didn't even bother searching for me before calling the cops. Cue the cops and their massive search parties scouring the nearby woods. By sheer dumb luck, one of the officers found out somehow that the school staff hadn't even checked the school grounds for me, and yelled at the staff until they started checking classrooms and the bathrooms -- where they eventually found me passed out, bruises forming on my face and bleeding scratch marks all over my neck. To this day, I don't remember hitting myself (though it _was_ something I used to do as a kid when I was overwhelmed), but I _do_ remember clawing at my neck because I couldn't breathe because, well, _panic attack._ Every single officer that had been called to search for me ended up screaming at the principal for a long while, because I could have been found much sooner and their time wouldn't have been wasted if the school actually did their due diligence. Needless to say, my sister got screamed at a _lot_ (which I still feel bad about bc it really wasn't her fault), my parents got me a cell phone the moment they could (so I could call them instead of letting things get so far out of hand again), and every single faculty member openly _despised_ me for all 5 years I spent there before moving onto middle school (which _shouldn't_ have been a problem I had to deal with, but it was easier for them to inflict their hate on a literal child than to deal with the situation like the well-adjusted adults they pretended to be).
Something similar happened to me too ,alright so this story takes place in Boyd's ,Maryland I was six years old and attended Spark .M.Matsunaga Elementary School ,My Mom told me that she had to work late and said that I had to take a different Bus to go to my Friend's house so there parents can watch me ,My Mom told me all the basic details and told me the bus number I was supposed to go on ,but I misheard her and when Bus call was happening ,These 2 Adults asked me what bus I had to take ,I told them the wrong number they looked at each other and asked me "If I was sure " I nodded Yes and then they led me to the bus ,I ride the bus but then I look at the surrounding's and I'm not sure where I am but I shrug it off and then the bus gets to the last stop where a lot of people get off so I follow the crowd(I was in 1st grade btw ) My little brother who was in Kindergarten soon followed me and we looked around and saw kid's leaving but me and my Brother stood there and we were next to a freeway ,so we started to walk but then one of my Brother's Friend's parent found us and asked us if we knew where we were and Me and my Bro nodded no so she asks us to get in her car and that she's gonna take us to the school and tell the principal and we did I looked outside on the verge of tears and my brother socialized with his friends we arrive at the school and go to the entrance and we see my Mother crying uncontrollably while being consoled by one of the staff workers saying "they got off the wrong bus there is nothing we can do " ,My Mom looks to the window and sees us both standing there and she ran out the door and hugged and squeezed us tight while being overjoyed ,My Mom thanks the women who brought us here and they become good friends ,but fast forward to present day I moved to Georgia while my Mother doesn't live with us anymore because of custody battles between her and my Dad ,I know attend Twin rivers Middle school I am in 7th grade along with my little brother whos in sixth grade.
I have gone missing before, told my dad and he didn't bat an eye. Went out to the woods for an extended weekend. This wooded area even now has very iffy cell coverage at best. Just took some food and camped out, came back to find i had 100 missed calls and a few dozen texts. Missing police report yet my dad was not informed so he didn't tell anyone what i had told him. He was and still is a great dad for that, cause he showed me those woods and would know exactly where to look to find me. Lol
When I was 14 I got lost without even knowing it. My parents, two little sisters, and I went to Georgia to visit my grandparents and young uncle on my dad's side of the family. This was for Thanksgiving. My grandmother, having stage 4 breast cancer, was still very active at the time and thought it would be a great idea for all of us to go to one of the nearby trails to walk together. It was only 2 miles long and was harmless so my parents agreed. We all went out in the morning and started on the trail. Now, my grandmother was quite the speed walker and kept ahead of practically everyone. My grandfather, little sisters, and I managed to keep up for about half the trail just talking and having fun. My uncle ran ahead and my parents were behind us. Somehow, I ended up being the only one to keep pace with her for the rest of the trail but I was growing tired from the speed. We were nearing the end of it when she had to use the bathroom and told me to just go up to where the group first started from. She sped off ahead and left me out of sight. I, having a horrible sense of direction and it being my first time even being at the trail, went up the wrong path that I saw a whole lot of other people walking up. I thought that was the end. I ended up sitting on a bench alone for the better part of an hour, completely unfamiliar with the area I was in and my anxiety started getting to me. I also didn't have a phone at the time to contact my parents. I returned nervous waves to a few passing strangers and sang to myself songs by my favorite band to calm my nerves and pass the time. It was my grandfather that finally came over the hill and found me. I ran up to hug him of course and he explained the situation to me. I had my entire family worried and I had no idea. When I got to my parents who were waiting at the start of the trail to see if I would come back, I ran hugged my dad. He froze and soon hugged me back. I was then told to stay with my little sisters who were relieved to see me while he rounded everyone else up. They told me what had happened. Apparently, my uncle ended up the running around the trail twice trying to find me, my mom started crying before calming down as to not scare my sisters, my dad was furious with my grandmother, and my grandparents were looking for me around where my grandmother last saw me. Even upon going home, my mom said it was a good thing that I hugged my dad first. It calmed him down. All in all, I'm glad the situation was just that rather than my parents' worst fears.
when i was in elementary school, about 6-7 years old, I remember the fitness teachers would make us jog in a line behind them around the streets around the school. I'll give some context and say I was diagnosed as gluten intolerant and lactose intolerant at 4 years old. My mom had fed me both not realising the impacts. I was unmalnourished for the first four years and it caused a two year delay in my growth. So essentially at 6, I had the body of a four year old. I was much shorter than the other kids, and I also had less energy. So on this day, I fell behind. Really behind. to the point where I was all alone after everyone jogged ahead of me. I just walked along the road back to the school and watched some of the birds on the telephone wires. Eventually the fitness teacher drove down the road in their car and picked me up to bring me back to the school. I honestly don't know how long it was between when i fell behind and when they picked me up. I doubt it was longer than a few minutes, it was a short road. but the teachers and my mom were so horrified when this happened, that it caused my main teacher to try an experiment. We had a large, green carpet that he had all of the first graders take steps on. (i was in the first grade, there was only 6 of us). All of them took about 8-10 steps to get across it. I took 20. I was so tired because I was taking twice as many steps as everyone else. I think I remember everyone went slower after that.
I didn't get a phone until I was fourteen, and I was born after 2000. My parents are so lucky that I was never the type of kid to run far because I could've just VANISHED
I have a story to tell, So it was a normal day, me, my sister and step siblings went to their school to hangout. Then we went to the gas station right next to the school. I got some nachos and cheese and a really nice tub of raspberry ice cream. Any way, we start to go home (we were on bikes) it started to get dark so I couldn’t see vary well. Of course if you ride a bike going fast in the dark while trying to hold a tub of ice cream and nachos, your going to crash. Yeah I crashed in to a fence. They didn’t even know that I wasn’t there until they got home. I was a bit woozy, but still okay, I didn’t really know what to do so I thought “hey I could try to back track” I got lost. But I was lucky, and was found by my sister. Thank you Amy
I have a story similar to story 2 here. When I was 11 and still in my first year of high school (UK here), I got the school bus to a friend's house after school most nights because my mum had a long commute and never got home til around 7pm. This friend didn't go to my school, so I didn't have any friends around me on the bus. For months, I'd been enduring horrible treatment by two bullies. Some of that abuse included borderline sexual stuff, literally in front of all the other kids on the bus while they laughed. I often complained to the bus driver, but he didn't give a shit and never did anything. One time, the guys were making me so terrified that I bailed out of the bus way too early and was nowhere near my stop. This was 2001, and I didn't have a phone yet, so I couldn't tell anyone where I was. It was a 45 min walk from where I was to my friend's house, but I knew the way, so I just started walking as I couldn't really do anything else. When I finally arrived at their house, her parents practically screamed at me. Apparently despite being only about 30 mins later than usual, they'd freaked out thinking I'd been abducted and had called my mum, who was still at work, and were about to call the police and report me missing. Things calmed down eventually once they realised I'd only done what I did out of fear, but they were all actually mad at me for a while for getting off the bus early and making everyone panic.
"i got a job at 14 and bought my own car" the US is truly another place, i got a job only as an adult, have been working for years and the money i saved still isn't enough to buy a car
When my brother was 11 yrs old he went to a Christian school. It was close enough for him to ride his bicycle to. One morning he doesn't show up to class. Long story short, the school, my mom, and the police searched everywhere for him...and then he emerged. He arrived to school but went into the church and fell asleep, hidden away from view somehow.
I didn’t actually go missing but like, just yesterday I left work early and texted two of my best friends about it, said I wanted to Uber to the mall and I didn’t have a key into my house, couldn’t get picked up cuz parents and siblings were busy. Ended up my dad was able to get me after awhile and brought me to the mall, and the last thing they heard from me was that I bought some books there (but I didn’t tell them that my dad got me because…I dunno I forgot?). When I got home I was exhausted and immediately crashed on the couch to sleep. Woke up hours later because my best friend called my mom, worried, because last they heard I (who am small and, in their words, “easy to scoop up and steal”) was at the mall presumably alone. Both friends were spamming me but my phone was on do not disturb and…Yaknow, I was asleep. So. They thought I got kidnapped or something…woops. Glad that I have people looking out for me tho?
Didnt go missing exactly. But i got lost in an ikea when i was trying to find the water fountain. The time i truly got lost was in vegas when i was probably 6 or 7 years old. My family and i are looking at fountain in a crouded part of the city (ok everything is crowded there). When i turned around, i noticed that my whole family was gone. I didnt move from the spot, didnt move away from them. I stayed wherevi was mext to them only to see that they forgot me. I i remenber casually looking around and following wherever i wasbwould lead to, when i found my aunt. My mom said that i ran away when i know for sure that ain't true. They tend to do that alot.
My story is a lot like story 4. So basically in like 7th or 8th grade I did track & my team had practice one day after school. Mind you my phone was constantly taken by my Dad because I was kind of a trouble maker in middle school. So after practice I go to the front of the school & wait for my ride, whether it's my Dad, stepmom or any family member I know. After a while it was just me & a few other kids. So me not having a phone at the time I ask my friend to borrow her phone. I call my Dad & stepmom 3 times each by memory & no answer... So I'm thinking I can walk to my sister's Dad's house which is like at least a 5min walk from the school. I knew I would be safe there because he partially raised me as well. Mind you I was living in St. Augustine Florida at the time, during track season... it was pretty hot outside. But anyways, as I get to my sister's Dad's house, I knock a few times & no one answers. So I walk to my Aunt's house which is like a 10min walk in the opposite direction.. As I get to her house, I knock a few times & guess what?!?! No one's there... So I start heading to my Stepauntie's house which HAS to be like a 30min walk MINIMUM!! So as I'm walking down a long road an officer pulls over, stops me & asks "Are you *insert name*??" & I confirm. So he asks me to get in the car & 13-14 year old me thinks I'm getting arrested or something so I lowkey start to panic. But then he pulls up to the school & I see a few cars. Out comes my Stepmom, aunties galore & the officer who dropped me off. As I get out I get SEVERAL voices yelling at me like it was MY fault. Then they continue to accuse me of sneaking off to be "fast" & have intercourse with someone else. One of my aunties claimed that she was apparently "right on my trail" cause she claims I was at someone else's house. No. I saw a student that went to my school taking the trash out at his house... I simply said "hello" & went on my way. Next day I guess kids at my school got word of what happened. Whether from my Stepmom running her big mouth or my little sister who did the same thing. But anyways, kids started calling me "runaway" & picking at me, when I never ran away. I was simply looking for somewhere to stay.
I'm not the one who went missing, but I'm the reason why a report was sent out. I don't remember the incident at all (I was 3 years old or something) so I'll just tell you what I've been told by my parents. So my friend (let's call him J) and I were playing together outside. Then at some point for one reason or another I run up to my mom crying my eyes out. I had told her I couldn't find J. Now, we lived at a military base, so because of my panic and because no one else seemed to be able to find him, the ENTIRE BASE goes on lockdown. The kicker? J just went to the bathroom, forgot we had been playing, and just never left his apartment. And either he never told me, or he did and my memory just didn't register it. Either is plausible tbh.
I like how most of these stories are prefaced with, "This was in the days before cell phones..." It's not like these situations couldn't happen now, but that it's now highly unlikely. Even if the missing person doesn't have a phone, everyone around them does.
This made me remember I went kind off missing, I was at tennis camp for the summer and we were playing hide and seek, if you got hit with water you needed to help the seekers, well my sister and I hid in the corner of the terrain, right next to the fence, with one other kid. After searching for a while and not getting found, (we also saw one of the leaders outside the fence, apparently looking for us but we didn't know that at that time) I go out of the bushes and more into the open and I just see them all sitting in a line, all the other kids some of the camp leaders are yelling our names (we thought it was a trick to find us lol) Well eventually I went out and they saw me and asked where the others were, let's say we didn't get splashed with water that time :D
Ooh I finally have story!!! So when I was in primary school, I think in like year 3, very young, there was a rainbow outside at the end of the day, and little child me, was absolutely obsessed with rainbows. So, of course, I decided to go look at the rainbow. I went with a friend to the little secret garden that my school had. I was there looking at the rainbow for about 10 minutes, but when I went back to go get picked up, the headteacher came over and talked to me, and told my mother that he'd found me. See, I didn't TELL anyone that I was going to look at the rainbow, so my mother thought I was missing. Can't really blame myself much, though, not much there in the noggin
if you decide to leave home for a couple of days or whatever and have someone who expects you to return soon or didn't expect you to leave, please leave and then send a message a few hours after just saying you wanted some time alone and tell them not to chase you, you are allright and will update once each 2 days but will have your phone turned off so you wont pick up (if you have almost no battery and nowhere to charge also say so, just so they know you might miss on updates). This will bring some peace of mind to whoever is waiting for you, even if they never can quite be calm, it will be the best way to make sure you reset, rest and they don't alert unnecesary autorities
Age 14, had a man break in my house with a knife threaten my mom and little brother who were sleeping close while my tweaking dad was out on a golf cart at 3am, (this was so traumatic, that I'm not even sure I was raped, I was 14 and already pregnant..so i was confused as hell and thought, im so lose, im not even sure if he raped me....i had only had one partner...was definitely not an a whore, just traumatized ) anyway, I convinced the guy to go to the front door by the time that my dad got back to the apartment, my dad yelled and said why are you here speaking to my daughter at 3:00 a.m. and I (knowing he had a knife to my throats moments ago, said that the guy was just there for a cigarette, my dad gave him a cigarette and he went on his way... Then at 17 I was pretty brutally raped by a schizophrenic guy in our neighborhood, took awhile for me to tell my parents but he was banging on my window at night and I already had a son who was sleeping in that house, this freaked me out enough to the point that I ran away at age 17 and I was also a drug addict so that didn't help... I came back at age 24... But the cops would never allow my mom to put a missing persons report because by the time she wanted to do that I had already turned 18. I was kind of child who wouldn't even stay the night somewhere up until the age of 14 I realized that even at home I wasn't safe. So running away really wasn't a problem at that point.
I didn't go missing, but I'm pretty sure I was almost kidnapped. I will start by saying I don't trust men, and anyone who I can't see in a car I assume is a man, so I don't trust them. This story happened in 2022, btw. I was in 6th grade at the time, and I was visiting a friend from my old school. My house wasn't far at all from her bus stop, so I was able to do that. It was just across the street. I will also add, my house is on a busy road, and at the time there were many amber alerts going around, PLUS I was watching a lot of cold cases/cold cases recently solved videos, many of which included kidnappings, so I was already cautious. Anyway, A black ford (I believe it was a Ford F-150) stopped beside me (This is a 30-40mph road) and rolled down it's window. It had a long scratch on its right side, and VERY tinted windows. I wasn't able to see the person in the truck. I tried to remember the license plate, but I only remember the letter Q being in the mix. I walked backward while still looking at the truck. It backed up. I then turned around and dashed back to my house. I looked behind me, and I saw the truck bolt away at maybe 55mph. As I said, my house was close, so I almost immediately went into my house and locked all the doors and closed all the windows, and hid. My step dad was home, and I told him through text, along with everyone I knew who was close. I'm still convinced that person was trying to kidnap me, since I don't know ANYONE with a black truck. Nobody in the family who knows me and is close to me has EVER owned a black truck, and none of my friends had a black truck either. It was a complete stranger. So yeah, that's my story!
My parents lost me at a funeral home and didn't seem to care that I was not in their car when they left after finding out it was the wrong one. All I remember was, "We thought someone would get you" or something similar along those lines.
Story 5 writer would highly recommend ghosting your family and friends just to be alone for 2 weeks without telling them where or how you are? Yeah that’s not very good advice.
Ooo I have one for this. When I was in kindergarten we had half day school. I was in the morning group and the bus driver would take all the morning kids home then go pick up the afternoon group to take to the school. After school I was supposed to go to a friend's house to play. I was under the impression that I was to get off the bus at the friend's house and my mom would come pick me up in a few hours. That friend's stop was before mine. Normally the bus driver wasn't supposed to let any kids get off at a different stop without a note from their parent. But my friend and I were able to convince the driver to let me. When I got there the friend's mom was very confused. She tried to call my mom but since she was waiting for me at my stop she wasn't home to answer the phone. When I didn't get off at my stop she immediately raced to the school to find out where I was. But they didn't know so she had to wait for the driver to finish the rest of the dropoff and then the pickup routes to ask him. This meant an hour of her waiting at the school terrified. Once the driver got there and she found out what happened she immediately went to my friend's house. I got a stern talking to but since I was only 5 it's pretty understandable how I got confused so I didn't get in trouble. But it did mean a permanent change that no kindergarteners were allowed to get off anywhere but their own stop no matter what, even with a note from their parent. My mom was already pretty used to me going missing since I had a tendency to race off in public spaces but this was an instance where it shouldn't have been possible. I have no clue how many near heart attacks I gave her as a child.
Story 10 reminded me of a friend's birthday party when I was 7 which was at one of those gym places where we played a game of hide and seek and the staff told us NOT to hide in the foam pit which makes me wonder if that was the same place and the incident in story 10 had happened recently lmao
Story 11! I'm so glad that officer contacted OP's dad. Guy probably had no idea just how evil his wife is. I bet she only wanted OP back because her husband would be upset that OP "ran away".
I went to the shop and passed out. I was rushed to hospital and the ordeal lasted a few hours. I didn't have my phone on me and I didn't remember any of the numbers. I asked the receptionist to look it up and she said she couldn't. I got home still feeling sick and it turns out there was a missing person case on me in that time. P.S. A friend also tried going to the hospital and was told I had never been there 5 minutes after I had left to walk home
Never went missing, but I have a story in a somewhat similar vein. My twin was texting me saying she was gonna walk up to the grocery store and then call me back afterwards. She was walking during the evening to pick up something before dinner. She never calls me back and her phone goes to voicemail when I try her. No worries at that point, she's done this before. That is, until, I try her again the next day and still get her voicemail. And a few hours after that and her phone is going straight to voicemail now. And the next morning. Now I'm a bit worried. I try her bf and it goes straight to voicemail too. And neither of them are answering texts. I put it out to the family and nobody has heard from my twin in 2 days. Since she said she was walking up to the grocery store. Now, I'm starting to panic. My older sister and I are somewhat frantically discussing going to her apartment. I'm debating leaving early from work. If this is the worst case scenario, I don't want to wait any longer. It's already been 2 days. While we start debating if we should put in a wellness check, this dumbass _finally_ answers our text messages in the group chat asking why we're blowing up her phone. Turns out, she was just terrible at getting back to people as always and put her phone on Do Not Disturb for work. Something she apparently just started doing. I told her to answer the phone when I call so I could hear her voice and ensure she was alright. She didn't get why it was a big deal. Not the first time she's done this, but it is the most recent. I always ask her would she rather I don't worry when she doesn't respond to any one in a few days. 😭
After school one day, I had to take a test because I was absent the day everyone else took it. I was done at 5:20 PM, but my mom didn't come yet. So I figured that I would just walk home which was 4 miles away. When I got home, I found out that my parents called the police, because just after I left the school my mom came to pick me up. I still remember when it happened, and it was on March 14th, 2022.
I got lost in a local shopping mall. I was planing to buy some food at that time I was very psychotic. Ones I was in the mall it hit me. I was overwelmed and the confusion set it. I cloud not remember anymore where I was or what I wanted to do. I also forgot where I parker my car. I wandered around the mall aimlessly talking giberish to my self for 2 hours. Nobody noticed me and after what felt was an enternity I remembered where my car was. I drove back home like this. I didn‘t know I was psychotic at the time.
For the ballpit it’s possible that everyone thought it was such an obvious hiding place that no one bothered to look. A hidden in plain sight situation.
I'm surprised within my almost 2 decades of living I have never gotten lost from my family or gone missing when growing up. I have zero sense of direction and despite being a young adult now, I still have to hold onto my mum's arm(no we don't hold hands. I either just hold onto her jacket or we lock arms, like we are in a musical lol) whenever we go out together just so I don't get lost. I do plan to try and figure out if my lack of direction is a result of my ADHD or not.
funny to see how for the people there percept 5km walk from school is something unusual and weird. when i was feel like it's no time for school, i did go walk around in nearby forest. frequently was just randomly walking trough the snow and trees, knowing only direction where the path should be, with all of my 5+ books and change wear in my backpack. no one even cared where i am, lol.
I started being a wanderer as soon as i could walk, my mother had my sister less than a year after me and the term "irish twins" is appropriate as my parents had a lot to cope with, it was the late sixties and we lived in a small scottish town and she dressed my sister and i in matching clothes (mum was a fantastically talented dressmaker) So when i was two i could walk and i used that new skill as much as possible, on this occasion mum was losing her mind, all the neighbours were looking for me again (it wasn't my first time missing 😂 and it was a small town where people knew each other) . The Police officer drove up with me in the car and before he would reunite us, he made my mother promise not to kill me. 😅 I'd wandered quite a distance across a busy road to the main shopping street and the local officer had been despatched to pick me up and knew who i was and where to return me. 😊 Another reason my mother dressed my sister and i in matching handmade dresses is so she didnt have to describe me, she could just point to my sister and say the missing child looks like this. 😂 I grew older but still oblivious to the chaos and trauma i caused my parents because id often hide away and get engrossed in books or daydreams and wouldn't respond to anyone shouting my name as i had frequent ear infections. So yes i went "missing" a lot. Its not done on purpose as i hate the reputation. As an adult i get teased by family for it and i find it embarrassing.
hehehe, oh you guys are gonna love this one. Many years ago, my family was going on a trip to Disney World. We were at the airport and at some point I got separated from my mom. One of the employees there found me and asked me if I was lost. I of course said yes, and the nice lady guided me to the “Lost and Found” area where I got to eat ice cream and watch Frozen (It had just come out on digital.) I was devastated when my family came to get me. I apparently ended up running away and going back to the little place to keep watching the movie. Safe to say my parents were not very happy with me, but hey! Free ice cream, am I right? I don’t really remember how old I was when this happened though… Okay let me just do the math real quick. So Frozen came out in 2013, subtract my year of birth from that and you get… 7! I was 7 years old when this happened so I must have been a really dumb child 😅
This happened in a very short time interval but I was the finder of a lost child. Helping out at a friend's booth at medieval faire by interacting with the crowds to draw their attention to the shop. On a very busy day, a little girl, maybe 5 or 6, walked by and seemed to be following a couple that I assumed was her parents. Nope. After following them for about 20 feet, she stops, looks around, and just starts BAWLING. I run up to her and ask what's wrong, she says she can't find Mommy. Instant panic mode. "Alright lets find your Mommy. Is it okay if I pick you up?" She agrees and carry her back to the booth and explain to my friend. Friend sits the girl in a chair outside the booth. She pulls a walkie talkie out of I-don't-know-where in her costume and calls for security. While we wait for them, we start asking what Mom's name is, what she looks like, etc... Girl is looking very dehydrated (hot summer day) so we get her water and some snacks. Security shows up and starts their procedure. Little girl is finally calming down a bit. During their questioning, Mom just happens to walk by and notice her missing child. There are six other girls with her, varying ages. The Mom starts screaming at the girl that was missing, saying she should know better than to separate from her sisters. Girl starts crying again. Some of the older girls start scolding her too. Security talk to the Mom a bit before the whole group leaves. To this day I still feel sad for that girl. I feel like her initial reaction to being lost was more to do with being afraid of getting in trouble than it was with actually being lost.
Story 6... Hope those two guys experienced some prison yard justice. At the very least, then they would hopefully feel some of the pain they put OP through.
When I was like 1 year old I was being taken care of by my grandfather... It was in the afternoon and was supposedly nap time so my grandfather made me sleep and after I look like I'm asleep my grandfather also decided to take a nap. I apparently woke up and sneaked my self over my grandfather. Then my grandfather woke up with no one beside him, he checked outside the bedroom no one and saw the door open, checked outside in the front of the house and saw the gate open. Now my poor grandfather is terrified trying to find me and had the whole entire neighborhood with him trying to find me outside the house. Tired and terrified on what he was gonna say to my parents, he went on our backyard where he saw me playing with the Lil chicks and getting in a wrestle fight with the hen.
Apparently when I was 2 or 3 I decided to play hide and seek in the a store in mall with my mom and sisters. The thing is I didn’t tell them I was playing hide and seek. One shut down store later, a panicking store, and an almost inconsolable family later. There I was in the clothing rack laughing because no one could find me. She hugged me, thanked everyone who helped, apologized for the incident, and we had a VERY long discussion afterwards. I don’t remember doing this but I do remember telling her every time afterwards if and where I was hiding.😂
When I was 6 my mom and dad were gonna run a marathon. I had a brother so they told him to look after me. I woke up in the morning and I couldn't find my brother anywhere I was crying throughout the morning, and since I thought nobody was in the house I ran away and went to my grandmas house (it was only a walk away so it wasn't actually too far.) and I ringed the doorbell. My Grandma answered the door and I told her the situation So I stayed at her house for a while. My parents were (thankfully) not mad at me. And I discovered my brother didn't go away his whole body was just covered by the blanket
when i was younger in day camp the leaders lost me not once but twice, one time i stayed all day in the library and i vividly remember one of the kids saying “DiD yOu HaVe FuN iN ThE LiBrARy” i got made fun of for it lol and the other time was at a local museum type venue, i just remember the leader yelling and me and i cried
My story is rather benign and was in the Swedish labyrinth of Ikea, this was in and around 2011-2012 and when I was around 4-5, my parents and I had been walking in one of the sections, them in front brother in a buggy, I was wandering behind them and had likely stopped to look at something and my Parents had merged with the crowds, they didn't seem to notice and if they had it would be impossible to go back to find me, I had been briefed several minutes before hand about what to do if I were to get lost and whilst crying looking for my parents had managed to find who I believe was a member of security, again details are super fuzzy being that I was four or five. The Guard took me down an escalator with plants near it, which is weirdly one of the few things I remember, and took me to the kids play center at the front of the building, that being where lost children would be put until their parents arrived, in the mean time they gave me some colouring, it wasn't maybe four minutes before my parents arrived to get me, finding a very content me colouring, and very annoyed that I wouldn't be able to finish said colouring, yeah you can get lost in an Ikea quite easily.
Huh… didn’t realize after listening to some of these stories that I’ve gone “missing” a couple of times… I had a very similar experience to the first story for one lol
I've noticed gangs are really respectful? Like we had a bike gang some several times a year at a job i worked at and they were the best customers we had.
In hs I rode my bike a lot to school. One day my mom told me she was gunna pick me up and drive me to school. I forgot this and assumed my bike was chained up ready to go when I wanted to leave. I used to stay afterschool along and hang with the nerdy and outcast kids. Great people. I stayed afterschool forgetting my mom was gunna get me and I also put my phone in my bag cus I didn’t think I needed it. Needless to say after an hour I went to get my phone and saw all the calls and text wandering where I was. My mom was crying. But now we just laugh at the story.
Thankfully never had stories like this, but I did have one kinda like the hide and seek one, just I didn't hide long enough for my parents to escalate it to the police. Pretty much, Freshman year, and I got an F in bio on my quarter report. I'm not dumb, I just had untreated ADHD that manifested as no executive function, so while I would do well on the tests, I didn't do the homework and lab reports, which totaled to about 70% of my grade. Anyways, I knew what was coming home, and I knew my mom would be pissed. So, after I got home, I pulled out some things from my closet and hid. I set it up so my top and side were hidden by the ironing board we had but never used, and then I leaned an old school project to hide my front. I then curled by 5'11" ass into a ball and hid. Mom got home mad. She didn't see me on the hill up, so she assumed I was already home, and she tore the place apart looking for me. She especially checked my room and my closet, but somehow didn't see me, but she did notice my school stuff was already home. She then leaves to go looking for me some more. I come out of my hiding spot. I then decided to answer my phone that she was calling, confirming I was still home. I'm just glad I got off with only a lecture after that stunt, though it might have helped that I showed mom where I hid. Still didn't get treatment for my ADHD that year or the next, and once I did, it was ineffective. Wound up having to take Biology over again in summer school.
My brother and I were kidnapped by my aunty's and other relatives on my dads side. My dad stayed behind to distract my mom and we were taken to the rez. Of course i had no clue what was happening at the time. I just knew i was having so much fun playing with the other kids. But then we were tudhed off. Turns out, a fire broke out and we were evacuated from where we were staying.
Second week of elementary school. My grandmother was supposed to pick me up at about 2pm. At 1pm, I went around the school grounds alone for some reason. Didn't see my class anywhere, so six year old me assumed the day was over and I sit down waiting for my grandma. I waited there for a full HOUR and for some reason I didn't even question it. Eventually I get picked up and go chill at my grandparent's. That's when my teachers finally noticed I wasn't there. Searched everywhere and didn't find me. Panicked phone calls to a bunch of adults, including my mom, who showed up at my grandparent's slighltly worried, and I'm just there hella confused 😂
Me 5ish, "I'm going over to Bridgett's house!" I go up the road to her house, she's not there, I look across the street, and other friend is there. Go to their house and stay over well into dinner. Parents eventually found me, sobbing.
When my dad was a kid he didn't really listen in class and one time the teacher told him to go (just wait outside a bit), but my dad was done with it and decided to just walk home. It was 5-10 km I think and outside was basically a snowstorm. In order to get home faster he walked over the fields and ice on the creaks (dutch farmland is very flat). The thing is, he barely crossed any roads and since he wasn't at school people started looking for him. On the roads and in town. Not sure if the police was involved but he came home fine and probably got yelled at. Now, still, when people are being slow or something he just starts to walk and do his own thing because he doesn't want to deal with bullshit and I think its hilarious
To all parents Don't take your kids phone away as punishment when they are going outside There are thousants of tragic stories that could have been prevented if the kids, just, had their phone
I have an idea for a video what about people who've encountered celebrities because I have a story I met r Kelly at the mall when I was 16 and he tried recruiting me
with that football story i (16m, overconsumtion of reddit videos )guess i do count: a year ago i went on a walk and i took off my headphones (can be used for calls and they put my ringer in it) because it was getting dark. (i was in a suburban neighborhood) and my mom got worried and called me like 8 times and texted me a lot and she went looking for me, just a misunderstandment right? wrong. i was near my house and my mom saw me and said "why did you do this to me and cried" and i didnt know what i did and i checked my phone. she then accused me of ignoring her (i didnt) and took my phone away the next day. im not mad at her for worrying i probably wouldve done the same thing but it was just an honest mistake and i got in trouble for no good reason
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I like the point about the gangs and criminals respecting children. Like, if you go to jail- and your story is assaulting/r@ping a child, people will treat you so much poorly as they would if you, say- stole a car.
I don't think poorly is the right word, maybe use worse? It kinda sounds like the two crimes were on the same level. It is obvious what u mean, but yeah...
Yeah no, on occasion No one is allowed to harm children under any circumstance in prison- People who have harmed, or abused children in whatever way often get dealt with much more violently than any other. This could also apply for women, but mainly kids
OMG, that Story 11 was a roller coaster. You don't mess with that OP.
I think moreso that mother needs parenting classes. How is it that after not seeing your SIXTEEN year old child for TWO WEEKS, when they finally make contact your first instinct is to scream at them? Shocking
Dad probably started divorce procedures before OP called
And, it was the DAD who contacted them@@blufferfish0896
It’s obviously fake and if it’s not it’s obviously a one sided story sounds like a little shit stain of a brat tbh
They started working and bought a car at 14, they probably own a company by now.
Six years my wife endured being trafficked by her mother and her stepfather. It’s been over fifteen years but she is destroyed from PTSD.. That story broke my heart and reminded me of her, I’m glad they got justice, my wife never will.
What's being trafficked?
@@airconditionedBreezeif you don't know, then you probably shouldn't be watching this channel.
@@neonplural Definitely not, but I'm pretty sure I know what that is now, sadly. I won't be watching this channel anymore, though, so that's one good thing.
My story: I have seizures, not just the ones people usually think of. During an. Orientation and mobility lesson , train a blind or low vision person to get around independently, I was doing an independent walk where I caught a bus , went to a store and came back. During the ride, I had a seizure that wouldn’t be noticeable if you didn’t know what it was. I got off the bus at where I thought I should being that I had no idea I’d had the seizure, and ended up in a very shady part of town. Some guys were chilling at the intersection a block away and came to ask where I was going and I told them. Realizing I was in the wrong place, they took me back to the bus stop and waited with me until the next one came. I realized what had happened by then and the instructor did also since I was supposed to meet him at the store. So thank yall for keeping me safe and helping me get to my destination. This was about 15 years ago.
My story: I was at Disney Land in CA and I thought my family was gonna go on this one ride where some small planes go up and down. They weren’t. I was VERY young at the time, 5 I’m pretty sure, and my whole family thought I was in a stroller. They then proceeded to go to Pirates of the Caribbean without me, and it takes me like 4 minutes to notice. Like the idiot I was, I hid. My parents came back that way and didn’t see me and started to panic. After about 10 minutes of hiding, I walked around until I found an employee who I called a “badger” cause they had a badge on. She asks me if I’m lost, and I say yes, and she takes me to this office and I tell her my Landline Phone Number because I didn’t know my parents cell phone number. It took like 30 more minutes, but my panic-stricken parents found me in that little office and told me I did a good job finding an employee etc. but I learned my lesson! Or did I? Fast forward 6 years, I’m in Disney again but this time I got lost looking in the Toy Story store and fortunately I knew my parents were going to Star Tours. I found them pretty quick that time. The reason I went missing the second time is because my family split into two groups: one Star Tours and the other some other ride I don’t remember. They both thought I was with the other, lol.
Moral of the story: Disneyland and me do not mix!
You're not alone. I got lost at Disney World FL when I was 6-7 years old, I was in grade 1. My whole family (6 including me), and my grandparents, all went to Disney World for 4 days. I believe it may have been the first day, but I can't remember. On this fateful day, I was in the front leading. I had no idea where we were going, so I was just walking ahead. Of course, when I turned around, I saw no one. I don't really remember what I even did as this was 8 years ago, but I believe I just walked in circles looking for anyone I recognized. I was, and still am, a very shy person, so asking for help was something I was very hesitant to do. Luckily, I saw my parents not so far away and I immediately ran to them. I don't think they were all that worried and were just glad I found my way to them as we continued to wherever we were going. Although, after that for the rest of the day, I remember being terrified and not wanting to be in the front anymore. Great way to start the trip.
Extra story: This was the last day at Disney World and it was closing time or close to. We all went to go and visit Goofy, Mickey Mouse, and Minnie Mouse, as our final activity. We went over to the area they were all sitting in, (sorry if I'm explaining this badly). My older brother liked Goofy, My twin brother like Mickey Mouse (more Pluto), and I liked Minnie Mouse. So we all went our separate ways and interacted with each character. I had, and still, have a little Minnie Mouse doll as I was obsessed with Minnie and still kinda am. I showed Minnie my doll and she took it and hugged it and admired it, it was adorable and cute, and she also gave me a hug. Same thing happened with my twin brother with Mickey, he had a Pluto doll and Pluto hat. When he showed Mickey the doll he looking surprised and hugged it. My older brother had a Goofy hat and gloves, this resulting in them playing with their ears. My mom got many pictures of everything, which is in our Disney World picture books. Good times.
It's called a lack of communication.
Mom’s cousin went missing after rough break-up in early 70s, no word, no letters, no nothing. His mom was inconsolable. After 2 years, his mom got a call from a stranger, saying the dude is alive and will come home at some point, but he isnt going to or cant say where he is. Soon even some family members had questions, was the call real, cruel hoax or was it desperate mother’s wishful thinking..
5 years after the call, our doorbell rings and it’s this lost cousin! I was a newborn and mom says she nearly dropped me. After 7 years, he was presumed dead, but here he was, very tanned and thin, missing a front tooth and fluent in French. Turns out, he ran away and joined the French foreign legion.. the guy who had called his mom, was his former work colleague, who he joined the league with, but who managed to run away from there too. Mom’s cousin wasnt as lucky, he got extra 2 years to serve for the escape attempt. I love my crazy (Finnish) family :)
Edit: typo
Finland is neat.
French Foreign LEGION not league btw. Translations and all that
@@ConnorNotyerbidness Edited it, thanks for pointing it out.
That's actually CRAZY, but funny it turned out that way lol!
Okay so I'm American so different laws, but isn't it illegal to join a different countries army?
My sister once went missing.
Its pretty funny tbh, in elementary school we would go to the YMCA to learn to swim. My sister got permission to join me on the trip and after some lessons we got to play in the pools. After a while the adults told us to get ready to leave. I remember looking around when i got to the bus and realizing my sister wasn't anywhere to be found. So i gathered my courage, because i was like 10, and told my teacher that my older sister was missing. They looked for her, couldnt find her, so they told me to go home and they would continue to look for her. I get home and my mom is there in the living room worried. She asked me what happend but i didnt know anything besides that my sister was missing. Later they found her in the lazy river and she was brought home safely. That's when we found out that she had a bit of a hearing problem, since she didnt hear anyone call out for her, and my parents took her to the doctor to make sure everything was fine. We never went to the YMCA again after that.
I’ve spent so many hours just trying to forget this, but I guess I can talk about it just now.
Last winter I went on a 2 night school trip to this camp. On the first day, our activity group leader let us all go use the bathroom. I go in there, come out, they’re all gone. Of course, they didn’t tell us where we were going. So I start panicking. I go back into the bathroom to make sure they’re all not still in there, nothing. I saw another group there and I went to ask if they know, but of course *that one teacher* was there and yelled at me for “trying to change groups”. I looked down the hill and nobody from my group was there. I turn around to go check the bathroom one last time, nothing. I go back towards the hill and everyone starts calling out to me. Apparently our group leader just assumed everyone was there without actually checking and she took everyone and left. When they found me, they were seconds away from sounding the alarms because I was missing and *that one teacher* didn’t care.
That other teacher sounds like a real tool!
damn those teachers were tremendously irresponsible. im glad everything turned out ok
Pfffttt!!! Ha!!! This is nothing!!! You were “lost” for what, 15-20 minutes? Now you’ve spent try to forget this? Is it because it a boring story? Look, you don’t have to contribute. If you don’t have a decent story to add, then don’t.
@@Manhandle730 hey, I was scared and I’m really embarrassed about it, and nobody asked you to read the comment either, so you shouldn’t be complaining, that was your choice.
Damn what happened to that teacher? Did you complain to a higher up or something? That teacher was definitely irresponsible.
My mom moved with us kids to a new neighborhood just before 1st grade started for me. I was 5 and this was during the '80's. I made a new friend in my class who also rode the same bus home. The first day of school, she invited me to come play in her house. I followed up her around the unfamiliar streets there. She tells me to wait outside while she goes inside to ask if she can play. I wait for her to come out just to be told to wait longer for her to do chores or something and I can't come in yet. So I stupidity, trustingly waited. She never came out again and I think I'm forgotten, so I start walking the way I hoped brought me home. I wandered around for forever crying and scared when a police car pulled up next to me and drove me home. I felt so embarrassed and my mom was crying. Man, I was a dumb kid.
You weren’t a dumb kid that girl was just being a little asshole
oof what a dick move, hope that little girl grew up to be a better person
I was 7 and my older brother beat me up so I got mad and decided to run away from home. I just kept on walking until I got tired and sat down for a few hours. I decided to go back home and it was a mad house as soon as I got close to my neighborhood. There were close to 200 ppl looking for me or my body in the woods. I was so embarrassed, I didn’t leave my house for a month.
I hope your parents addressed the trauma you experienced. The fact that you ran away after being physically assaulted shows that there was dysfunction in the home that needed to be addressed. You deserved better. I hope you're ok now
Not really siblings will fight for all we know op could have started it@@jessicatoussaint9140
@@jessicatoussaint9140I totally agree. I have four older brothers and was constantly teased by them, especially the three oldest ones. I got hit and had bloody noses. I used to say I wanted to run away. I even told Mom I wanted to go to a foster home.
This is about my parents cat that got lost but it ends funny. It happened before I was born.
A bunch of my mom’s family was over at her house for a family gathering and during it my mom noticed she hadn’t seen her cat Gracie in a while. She looked around the house and came to the conclusion she got out when her aunt stepped out to smoke. All of them ended up searching the neighborhood, going in neighbor’s yards, peering down storm drains, and nothing for hours.
Where was the cat after all this? Curled up on a soft blanket in the floor of the blanket closet.
Of course! Cats have their secret spots!
My story (For context, my parents are divorced, had me at 18, and divorced when I was 3.)
When I was in kindergarten, my dad started dating a girl named Willow. I don't care that I said her name, she was terrible to me and my father. Anyway, my dad had moved to a friend's house, since he was still living with his mother before that, and Willow was homeless before dating my dad. She just wanted a house, she didn't want anything to do with me. Anyway, different home meant a different bus.... Apparently, nobody had told my old bus driver I was moving buses. When I passed my old bus, the bus driver snatched me into the bus, reminding me my bus was this one. It was the normal bus driver, and the normal bus, btw. I told her that I had moved buses. She disagreed, saying she hadn't heard anything about that. I had been holding back tears. I got into the back of the bus, which was usually full. It had 3 other kids, all were above my grade. Only 1 or 2 came in after me. I was crying. I remember that the most. When we stopped at my usual stop, I got off. My grandmother wasn't there. I tried walking on my own. My mind was racing. What if I got kidnapped? What if they aren't home? I ran back to the bus. I don't remember what the bus driver said to me. I remember all the other kids being dropped off, though. And I remember crying. I don't recall anything after that.
I actually have two very quick and simple stories about going missing, the first happened when I was around 5-6 years old. It was, in the toy aisle, classic. Thing is, I'm autistic and at the time I was seriously undiagnosed, and so despite eventually realizing in my 6 year old mind that I had been left by myself while I was distracted I didn't really, do anything? It was weird, I was panicked and thought my family had left without me but all I could really do was sit in that aisle and cry. What's worse? I don't remember who found me, I was 6, it was either an employee, another customer, or a security guard but I remember he asked me where my parents were. And remembering that I was told not to go with strangers (even nice ones because I had been caught having long conversations with strange men on playgrounds near my school while trying to talk to their kids before) I panicked and didn't talk to him and refused to go with him. My mom eventually came back and thanked the stranger for watching me and took me home.
The second story was right before the pandemic, I was in 9th grade and had joined a specialized program that year that would last the rest of my high school career, my class had been supposedly doing "the best out of all of the other classes of this cohort" (which honestly I think was just propaganda to groom new tech field workers through their teenaged years so now I'm bad at socializing and unqualified for anything non tech related), we were going to join in on a sort of meeting with our towns council? I think it was something meant to pitch ideas on how to make the town better. Well my class had came up with a project plan, put together a slideshow, picked two people to present it and we went about our day.
Problem? This was a Wednesday. My mother was aware of what was going on, she was informed. However she happened to forget and came to pick me up from school, when I wasn't out by the time the busses drove off she got worried, I wasn't answering my phone obviously because we were told to keep them off. She panicked and called her mother, my grandmother is known for being dramatic, blowing things out of proportion, and calling the cops over little things because she doesn't like someone. And I just so happened to be her favorite grandchild at the time.
So she calls the cops, an amber alert is sent out for me and my dad gets it while he's at work, meanwhile there's a search for me all over town I imagine. Eventually one of my classmates parents who worked with my dad at the time told him about the meeting (my mother had not done so before), he told my mom who informed the cops who had to make sure I was actually there. In an attempt to avoid embarrassing me my mother told the cops to stand outside and wait for her to get there to check herself. She poked her head in the room, told them I was there and went home to pick me up later instead. I did not see her when she did this.
I get informed about this as she picks me up for real this time, and for unrelated reasons a few years later we stopped talking to that grandma. To this day I still don't know why my mom thought it was a good idea to call her before calling my dad.
Story 10 kinda happened with my Friend
He was with the family in a large mall in a clothing section
His 5 years old son decided it is a great place for hide and seek (and he wasn't wrong!)
Hide between the clothes racks and they spent an hour looking for him, the mall security locked the place doors so no one would go out unnoticed
Finally my friend got the idea to call his son "You got me buddy! You win! What a great game you pulled" and his son jumps out of nowhere! Lol
i’m sorry idc if your kid is grounded, if they’re going out of town, give them their phone
If they're going *out* give them their phone.
18:31 So I work in an after school service. OP’s after school service is 100% in the wrong. We never pick up a kid who’s not on our list. If we aren’t sure we ring the parent or take the child to the office. We never remove a child from a property without knowing 100% that the child is meant to be with us.
OKAYYY, not me, but my brother. We went to a botanical garden with some friends a few years ago. 2 other families with 1-2 kids each. We went to the Koi fish pond, and my brother was VERY interested. We named the fish and everything. We moved on to the cypress roots and didn’t realize he was gone until we were like a quarter of a mile down to the next area. The moment we realized, I dashed back to the Koi pond and retrieved my brother. I wasn’t really afraid, because i knew where he’d be. Though I’ve never trusted my brother with anyone or any large places again.
I take walks all the time and one time I walked a lil far, then realized I had no idea where I was going. Walked through the woods and ended up having to climb a wall to get into some private neighborhood I never went to. It was Sunday afternoon and I lived in the deep south, so everyone was probably at church. I walked for like an hour and didn't see a single person other than a guy unloading black bags that I didn't feel like questioning. I saw a dog and it walked with me for a couole minutes before leaving. Then I yelled at a goat for a few minutes, and started seeing more and more familiar landmarks as I walked. I was by a railroad crossing near a gas station that I walk to from my house every other day when my mom called me and asked - get this - if I came back inside. I explained to her that I was at the gas station and that I took a longer route, which was technically true, and that I was tired so she should take her car down to the gas station and pick me up. I went in, bought a lime soda, and chilled outside waiting for her. When I got home my siblings were pissed off that they had been looking for me for about half an hour before anyone thought to call me.
In the 90's, my classmates and I were missing for a few hours during a school hiking trip to Chamonix, France. We went up Aguille du Midi mountain with a cable cart, enjoyed the view and hiked down the mountain. Super cool to hike down a glacier and all that. The hike went as planned, but when we were allmost at the foot of the mountain, we ran into a search and rescue team going up the mountain. We walked right passed them but then they stopped us. Turns out our buss driver called search and rescue because we were hours late. I still to this day don't know how we were hours late when the hike went without a hitch, but it was so weird to find out we had been missing for hours without knowing lolol
My very first day of kindergarten was the worst. I was the last stop on the bus route, on a small one way street that runs parallel to the main road. The school bus was driving on the opposite side of the main road from the entrance to my street, and forgot to stop. I guess the driver couldn’t see me, and just continued to her next route.
I watched my bus stop go by, and I assumed the driver was going to actually going to enter the street further up the road, but she didn’t.
She pulls up outside of middle school, and one of the older kids from my neighborhood is shocked to see a crying 5yo still on the bus. I was escorted to the office, so my first day of kindergarten was also my first day in the middle school. They called my house, but since my parents were outside waiting for my arrival, they didn’t pick up. I was put back on the bus, and my neighbor was trying to be funny to cheer me up, but I was so embarrassed that I hadn’t yelled for the driver to stop.
I arrived home nearly an hour late, but Pa was still waiting dutifully with his camera, and captured the worst moment of my life so far on film. I love that photo.
I went "missing" twice. I say it with quotes because nobody had officially reported me missing. Both times each lasted only a few hours so there ended up not being a need for that anyway.
The first time, I think I was about 8 or 10. It was summer. We were visiting a friend of my dad's and his family. A neighboring street to where they lived had, for lack of a more understandable term I wouldn't have to explain, a block party with nothing more expensive there than food and all of the food was free. The grownups were doing their thing and all us kids were playing. I had found a group of kids to play with, and we didn't have any phones or pagers or anything to tell the time with. Our game lasted so long and wandered far enough that I had no clue when my parents and my dad's friend were headed back to their house. When they realized I was missing, they got into their vehicles while someone stayed with my siblings and my dad's friend's kid and step kids, and drove around the neighborhood looking for me. My dad's friend eventually found me and explained the situation. I said bye to the kids I was playing with and went with him, then went home with my family.
The second time I went missing, my parents decided to take me and my siblings out on a day trip to Montréal, Canada. We had stopped to get some lunch at a restaurant, and I had finished my food first. My parents gave me permission to go by myself to a souvenir store a few blocks away. After I was done shopping there, I went back outside only to realize I had forgotten the way back and I didn't know what restaurant we were in. I began walking around a several block area trying to find them. Then I decided to get help. Luckily for me, there's a Subway location a block away from the historical building we were there to see, and their landline phone was not corded. The employees let me use their phone, so I called my sister, who got a data plan phone before me (I still don't have one). She never picked up. Then I called my mom. She picked up. after the first failed attempt. I told them what happened and where I was. My family started wandering roughly the same area I did until I saw them out the window. I returned the phone, and ran outside. They said they thought I meant a metro station and were surprised when I came out of the Subway restaurant. We haven't been back to Canada since, mainly because we don't go back East every year and this happened back in 2018.
I once got lost in the woods for about an hour or 2 in Scouts. Me and some of the other scouts in my troop were going into the woods to get sticks for a fire. We got complacent, and barely told anyone else exactly which direction we were going, and didn't bring our whistles in case we got lost. Well, after a few minutes of going deeper and deeper into the woods, we couldn't find the way back anymore. We decided to stick as a group and pick one direction we thought was the correct way and started walking. Eventually we ended up finding a trail next to a road, problem was our campsite was nowhere near this road. So we picked a direction on the path and started walking again. Occasionally we would yell out for our Troop during this walk to no response. After about 30 mins or so, we figured that this direction was not the right way and turned around. I personally was a mess, worried I'd be lost all night, the others id assume were worried too, but they kept their composure. After a long time, we end up at the end of this trail, along a smaller road that was part of the campsite. We went left down it, and not too long later, one of the scoutmasters came driving by and picked us up and brought us back to camp. We got a bit of a lecture about safety and then continued our Camp
I'm glad I haven't gone missing… but saying that I'll probably go missing someday. Some of these were scary!
knowing that my (quite older) friend was SA’d was heartbreaking, especially knowing they flinched during their first consensual time 😢
(tw: panic attacks and unintentional self-harm)
That last story has me WHEEZING-- a very similar but opposite thing happened to me, but on my second day of first grade. Obligatory "this happened before cell phones became widely-used"
On Day 1 of first grade, I found out my sister was gonna be leading the drama/improv club at my school (I'm still not entirely sure why _she_ didn't tell me, but I've always assumed it's bc she didn't want to be seen with her younger sibling in public lol). I went home, asked dad if I could join the club (bc I wanted to hang out with my sister), and he said sure.
So, Day 2, I go to the after school club, but my sister immediately shoos me out because I hadn't completed an application or something (I don't remember what, exactly, but it turned out that she _was_ right) and tells me to go home. Well...by the time I get to the busses, they've already...left...And UNLIKE all the other OPs who got stranded at school, _I_ was mentally stunted and the school was too far away from home to just _walk home;_ I panicked and ran to the nearest bathroom -- I wasn't supposed to be _here,_ but I _couldn't_ get _home,_ and so I had (what would later be diagnosed as) a panic attack.
Welllll...my _sister_ came home, and my dad was immediately concerned that I wasn't with her; she was confused and annoyed, because she _told_ me to go home, so I was _supposed_ to be _home._ Cue him calling the school, who didn't even bother searching for me before calling the cops. Cue the cops and their massive search parties scouring the nearby woods. By sheer dumb luck, one of the officers found out somehow that the school staff hadn't even checked the school grounds for me, and yelled at the staff until they started checking classrooms and the bathrooms -- where they eventually found me passed out, bruises forming on my face and bleeding scratch marks all over my neck. To this day, I don't remember hitting myself (though it _was_ something I used to do as a kid when I was overwhelmed), but I _do_ remember clawing at my neck because I couldn't breathe because, well, _panic attack._ Every single officer that had been called to search for me ended up screaming at the principal for a long while, because I could have been found much sooner and their time wouldn't have been wasted if the school actually did their due diligence.
Needless to say, my sister got screamed at a _lot_ (which I still feel bad about bc it really wasn't her fault), my parents got me a cell phone the moment they could (so I could call them instead of letting things get so far out of hand again), and every single faculty member openly _despised_ me for all 5 years I spent there before moving onto middle school (which _shouldn't_ have been a problem I had to deal with, but it was easier for them to inflict their hate on a literal child than to deal with the situation like the well-adjusted adults they pretended to be).
Something similar happened to me too ,alright so this story takes place in Boyd's ,Maryland I was six years old and attended Spark .M.Matsunaga Elementary School ,My Mom told me that she had to work late and said that I had to take a different Bus to go to my Friend's house so there parents can watch me ,My Mom told me all the basic details and told me the bus number I was supposed to go on ,but I misheard her and when Bus call was happening ,These 2 Adults asked me what bus I had to take ,I told them the wrong number they looked at each other and asked me "If I was sure " I nodded Yes and then they led me to the bus ,I ride the bus but then I look at the surrounding's and I'm not sure where I am but I shrug it off and then the bus gets to the last stop where a lot of people get off so I follow the crowd(I was in 1st grade btw ) My little brother who was in Kindergarten soon followed me and we looked around and saw kid's leaving but me and my Brother stood there and we were next to a freeway ,so we started to walk but then one of my Brother's Friend's parent found us and asked us if we knew where we were and Me and my Bro nodded no so she asks us to get in her car and that she's gonna take us to the school and tell the principal and we did I looked outside on the verge of tears and my brother socialized with his friends we arrive at the school and go to the entrance and we see my Mother crying uncontrollably while being consoled by one of the staff workers saying "they got off the wrong bus there is nothing we can do " ,My Mom looks to the window and sees us both standing there and she ran out the door and hugged and squeezed us tight while being overjoyed ,My Mom thanks the women who brought us here and they become good friends ,but fast forward to present day I moved to Georgia while my Mother doesn't live with us anymore because of custody battles between her and my Dad ,I know attend Twin rivers Middle school I am in 7th grade along with my little brother whos in sixth grade.
I have gone missing before, told my dad and he didn't bat an eye. Went out to the woods for an extended weekend. This wooded area even now has very iffy cell coverage at best. Just took some food and camped out, came back to find i had 100 missed calls and a few dozen texts. Missing police report yet my dad was not informed so he didn't tell anyone what i had told him. He was and still is a great dad for that, cause he showed me those woods and would know exactly where to look to find me. Lol
When I was 14 I got lost without even knowing it. My parents, two little sisters, and I went to Georgia to visit my grandparents and young uncle on my dad's side of the family. This was for Thanksgiving.
My grandmother, having stage 4 breast cancer, was still very active at the time and thought it would be a great idea for all of us to go to one of the nearby trails to walk together. It was only 2 miles long and was harmless so my parents agreed. We all went out in the morning and started on the trail. Now, my grandmother was quite the speed walker and kept ahead of practically everyone. My grandfather, little sisters, and I managed to keep up for about half the trail just talking and having fun. My uncle ran ahead and my parents were behind us.
Somehow, I ended up being the only one to keep pace with her for the rest of the trail but I was growing tired from the speed. We were nearing the end of it when she had to use the bathroom and told me to just go up to where the group first started from. She sped off ahead and left me out of sight. I, having a horrible sense of direction and it being my first time even being at the trail, went up the wrong path that I saw a whole lot of other people walking up. I thought that was the end.
I ended up sitting on a bench alone for the better part of an hour, completely unfamiliar with the area I was in and my anxiety started getting to me. I also didn't have a phone at the time to contact my parents. I returned nervous waves to a few passing strangers and sang to myself songs by my favorite band to calm my nerves and pass the time.
It was my grandfather that finally came over the hill and found me. I ran up to hug him of course and he explained the situation to me. I had my entire family worried and I had no idea. When I got to my parents who were waiting at the start of the trail to see if I would come back, I ran hugged my dad. He froze and soon hugged me back. I was then told to stay with my little sisters who were relieved to see me while he rounded everyone else up.
They told me what had happened. Apparently, my uncle ended up the running around the trail twice trying to find me, my mom started crying before calming down as to not scare my sisters, my dad was furious with my grandmother, and my grandparents were looking for me around where my grandmother last saw me. Even upon going home, my mom said it was a good thing that I hugged my dad first. It calmed him down.
All in all, I'm glad the situation was just that rather than my parents' worst fears.
when i was in elementary school, about 6-7 years old, I remember the fitness teachers would make us jog in a line behind them around the streets around the school. I'll give some context and say I was diagnosed as gluten intolerant and lactose intolerant at 4 years old. My mom had fed me both not realising the impacts. I was unmalnourished for the first four years and it caused a two year delay in my growth. So essentially at 6, I had the body of a four year old. I was much shorter than the other kids, and I also had less energy. So on this day, I fell behind. Really behind. to the point where I was all alone after everyone jogged ahead of me. I just walked along the road back to the school and watched some of the birds on the telephone wires. Eventually the fitness teacher drove down the road in their car and picked me up to bring me back to the school. I honestly don't know how long it was between when i fell behind and when they picked me up. I doubt it was longer than a few minutes, it was a short road. but the teachers and my mom were so horrified when this happened, that it caused my main teacher to try an experiment. We had a large, green carpet that he had all of the first graders take steps on. (i was in the first grade, there was only 6 of us). All of them took about 8-10 steps to get across it. I took 20. I was so tired because I was taking twice as many steps as everyone else. I think I remember everyone went slower after that.
I didn't get a phone until I was fourteen, and I was born after 2000. My parents are so lucky that I was never the type of kid to run far because I could've just VANISHED
I have a story to tell,
So it was a normal day, me, my sister and step siblings went to their school to hangout.
Then we went to the gas station right next to the school.
I got some nachos and cheese and a really nice tub of raspberry ice cream.
Any way, we start to go home (we were on bikes) it started to get dark so I couldn’t see vary well.
Of course if you ride a bike going fast in the dark while trying to hold a tub of ice cream and nachos, your going to crash.
Yeah I crashed in to a fence. They didn’t even know that I wasn’t there until they got home.
I was a bit woozy, but still okay, I didn’t really know what to do so I thought “hey I could try to back track”
I got lost.
But I was lucky, and was found by my sister.
Thank you Amy
I have a story similar to story 2 here. When I was 11 and still in my first year of high school (UK here), I got the school bus to a friend's house after school most nights because my mum had a long commute and never got home til around 7pm. This friend didn't go to my school, so I didn't have any friends around me on the bus. For months, I'd been enduring horrible treatment by two bullies. Some of that abuse included borderline sexual stuff, literally in front of all the other kids on the bus while they laughed. I often complained to the bus driver, but he didn't give a shit and never did anything. One time, the guys were making me so terrified that I bailed out of the bus way too early and was nowhere near my stop. This was 2001, and I didn't have a phone yet, so I couldn't tell anyone where I was. It was a 45 min walk from where I was to my friend's house, but I knew the way, so I just started walking as I couldn't really do anything else. When I finally arrived at their house, her parents practically screamed at me. Apparently despite being only about 30 mins later than usual, they'd freaked out thinking I'd been abducted and had called my mum, who was still at work, and were about to call the police and report me missing. Things calmed down eventually once they realised I'd only done what I did out of fear, but they were all actually mad at me for a while for getting off the bus early and making everyone panic.
"i got a job at 14 and bought my own car" the US is truly another place, i got a job only as an adult, have been working for years and the money i saved still isn't enough to buy a car
Story 2 - wish I had friends like that
Going missing is scary especially when you’re a kid
When my brother was 11 yrs old he went to a Christian school. It was close enough for him to ride his bicycle to. One morning he doesn't show up to class. Long story short, the school, my mom, and the police searched everywhere for him...and then he emerged. He arrived to school but went into the church and fell asleep, hidden away from view somehow.
“I’ve never trusted parent with tech”
Too true 😂
I didn’t actually go missing but like, just yesterday I left work early and texted two of my best friends about it, said I wanted to Uber to the mall and I didn’t have a key into my house, couldn’t get picked up cuz parents and siblings were busy. Ended up my dad was able to get me after awhile and brought me to the mall, and the last thing they heard from me was that I bought some books there (but I didn’t tell them that my dad got me because…I dunno I forgot?). When I got home I was exhausted and immediately crashed on the couch to sleep. Woke up hours later because my best friend called my mom, worried, because last they heard I (who am small and, in their words, “easy to scoop up and steal”) was at the mall presumably alone. Both friends were spamming me but my phone was on do not disturb and…Yaknow, I was asleep. So. They thought I got kidnapped or something…woops. Glad that I have people looking out for me tho?
Didnt go missing exactly. But i got lost in an ikea when i was trying to find the water fountain.
The time i truly got lost was in vegas when i was probably 6 or 7 years old. My family and i are looking at fountain in a crouded part of the city (ok everything is crowded there). When i turned around, i noticed that my whole family was gone. I didnt move from the spot, didnt move away from them. I stayed wherevi was mext to them only to see that they forgot me. I i remenber casually looking around and following wherever i wasbwould lead to, when i found my aunt. My mom said that i ran away when i know for sure that ain't true. They tend to do that alot.
14:00 That is a horrible mother.
My story is a lot like story 4.
So basically in like 7th or 8th grade I did track & my team had practice one day after school. Mind you my phone was constantly taken by my Dad because I was kind of a trouble maker in middle school. So after practice I go to the front of the school & wait for my ride, whether it's my Dad, stepmom or any family member I know. After a while it was just me & a few other kids. So me not having a phone at the time I ask my friend to borrow her phone. I call my Dad & stepmom 3 times each by memory & no answer... So I'm thinking I can walk to my sister's Dad's house which is like at least a 5min walk from the school. I knew I would be safe there because he partially raised me as well. Mind you I was living in St. Augustine Florida at the time, during track season... it was pretty hot outside. But anyways, as I get to my sister's Dad's house, I knock a few times & no one answers. So I walk to my Aunt's house which is like a 10min walk in the opposite direction.. As I get to her house, I knock a few times & guess what?!?! No one's there... So I start heading to my Stepauntie's house which HAS to be like a 30min walk MINIMUM!! So as I'm walking down a long road an officer pulls over, stops me & asks "Are you *insert name*??" & I confirm. So he asks me to get in the car & 13-14 year old me thinks I'm getting arrested or something so I lowkey start to panic. But then he pulls up to the school & I see a few cars. Out comes my Stepmom, aunties galore & the officer who dropped me off. As I get out I get SEVERAL voices yelling at me like it was MY fault. Then they continue to accuse me of sneaking off to be "fast" & have intercourse with someone else. One of my aunties claimed that she was apparently "right on my trail" cause she claims I was at someone else's house. No. I saw a student that went to my school taking the trash out at his house... I simply said "hello" & went on my way. Next day I guess kids at my school got word of what happened. Whether from my Stepmom running her big mouth or my little sister who did the same thing. But anyways, kids started calling me "runaway" & picking at me, when I never ran away. I was simply looking for somewhere to stay.
I'm not the one who went missing, but I'm the reason why a report was sent out. I don't remember the incident at all (I was 3 years old or something) so I'll just tell you what I've been told by my parents.
So my friend (let's call him J) and I were playing together outside. Then at some point for one reason or another I run up to my mom crying my eyes out. I had told her I couldn't find J.
Now, we lived at a military base, so because of my panic and because no one else seemed to be able to find him, the ENTIRE BASE goes on lockdown.
The kicker?
J just went to the bathroom, forgot we had been playing, and just never left his apartment. And either he never told me, or he did and my memory just didn't register it. Either is plausible tbh.
I like how most of these stories are prefaced with, "This was in the days before cell phones..." It's not like these situations couldn't happen now, but that it's now highly unlikely. Even if the missing person doesn't have a phone, everyone around them does.
This made me remember I went kind off missing, I was at tennis camp for the summer and we were playing hide and seek, if you got hit with water you needed to help the seekers, well my sister and I hid in the corner of the terrain, right next to the fence, with one other kid. After searching for a while and not getting found, (we also saw one of the leaders outside the fence, apparently looking for us but we didn't know that at that time) I go out of the bushes and more into the open and I just see them all sitting in a line, all the other kids some of the camp leaders are yelling our names (we thought it was a trick to find us lol) Well eventually I went out and they saw me and asked where the others were, let's say we didn't get splashed with water that time :D
Ooh I finally have story!!!
So when I was in primary school, I think in like year 3, very young, there was a rainbow outside at the end of the day, and little child me, was absolutely obsessed with rainbows. So, of course, I decided to go look at the rainbow. I went with a friend to the little secret garden that my school had. I was there looking at the rainbow for about 10 minutes, but when I went back to go get picked up, the headteacher came over and talked to me, and told my mother that he'd found me. See, I didn't TELL anyone that I was going to look at the rainbow, so my mother thought I was missing. Can't really blame myself much, though, not much there in the noggin
if you decide to leave home for a couple of days or whatever and have someone who expects you to return soon or didn't expect you to leave, please leave and then send a message a few hours after just saying you wanted some time alone and tell them not to chase you, you are allright and will update once each 2 days but will have your phone turned off so you wont pick up (if you have almost no battery and nowhere to charge also say so, just so they know you might miss on updates). This will bring some peace of mind to whoever is waiting for you, even if they never can quite be calm, it will be the best way to make sure you reset, rest and they don't alert unnecesary autorities
Age 14, had a man break in my house with a knife threaten my mom and little brother who were sleeping close while my tweaking dad was out on a golf cart at 3am, (this was so traumatic, that I'm not even sure I was raped, I was 14 and already pregnant..so i was confused as hell and thought, im so lose, im not even sure if he raped me....i had only had one partner...was definitely not an a whore, just traumatized ) anyway, I convinced the guy to go to the front door by the time that my dad got back to the apartment, my dad yelled and said why are you here speaking to my daughter at 3:00 a.m. and I (knowing he had a knife to my throats moments ago, said that the guy was just there for a cigarette, my dad gave him a cigarette and he went on his way... Then at 17 I was pretty brutally raped by a schizophrenic guy in our neighborhood, took awhile for me to tell my parents but he was banging on my window at night and I already had a son who was sleeping in that house, this freaked me out enough to the point that I ran away at age 17 and I was also a drug addict so that didn't help... I came back at age 24... But the cops would never allow my mom to put a missing persons report because by the time she wanted to do that I had already turned 18. I was kind of child who wouldn't even stay the night somewhere up until the age of 14 I realized that even at home I wasn't safe. So running away really wasn't a problem at that point.
I didn't go missing, but I'm pretty sure I was almost kidnapped.
I will start by saying I don't trust men, and anyone who I can't see in a car I assume is a man, so I don't trust them. This story happened in 2022, btw. I was in 6th grade at the time, and I was visiting a friend from my old school. My house wasn't far at all from her bus stop, so I was able to do that. It was just across the street. I will also add, my house is on a busy road, and at the time there were many amber alerts going around, PLUS I was watching a lot of cold cases/cold cases recently solved videos, many of which included kidnappings, so I was already cautious. Anyway, A black ford (I believe it was a Ford F-150) stopped beside me (This is a 30-40mph road) and rolled down it's window. It had a long scratch on its right side, and VERY tinted windows. I wasn't able to see the person in the truck. I tried to remember the license plate, but I only remember the letter Q being in the mix. I walked backward while still looking at the truck. It backed up. I then turned around and dashed back to my house. I looked behind me, and I saw the truck bolt away at maybe 55mph. As I said, my house was close, so I almost immediately went into my house and locked all the doors and closed all the windows, and hid. My step dad was home, and I told him through text, along with everyone I knew who was close. I'm still convinced that person was trying to kidnap me, since I don't know ANYONE with a black truck. Nobody in the family who knows me and is close to me has EVER owned a black truck, and none of my friends had a black truck either. It was a complete stranger. So yeah, that's my story!
Dude, I watched this while eating and my story, that I posted 9 years ago was there. That was an incredibly weird feeling listening to that, holy cow.
What story was yours?
@@Hematite_Knight Lol, no.
my story: it was just a few stores i went missing in, ranged from dollar store to Walmart and target. i was always found but it was still pretty scary
My parents lost me at a funeral home and didn't seem to care that I was not in their car when they left after finding out it was the wrong one. All I remember was, "We thought someone would get you" or something similar along those lines.
Story 5 writer would highly recommend ghosting your family and friends just to be alone for 2 weeks without telling them where or how you are? Yeah that’s not very good advice.
Ooo I have one for this. When I was in kindergarten we had half day school. I was in the morning group and the bus driver would take all the morning kids home then go pick up the afternoon group to take to the school. After school I was supposed to go to a friend's house to play. I was under the impression that I was to get off the bus at the friend's house and my mom would come pick me up in a few hours. That friend's stop was before mine. Normally the bus driver wasn't supposed to let any kids get off at a different stop without a note from their parent. But my friend and I were able to convince the driver to let me. When I got there the friend's mom was very confused. She tried to call my mom but since she was waiting for me at my stop she wasn't home to answer the phone. When I didn't get off at my stop she immediately raced to the school to find out where I was. But they didn't know so she had to wait for the driver to finish the rest of the dropoff and then the pickup routes to ask him. This meant an hour of her waiting at the school terrified. Once the driver got there and she found out what happened she immediately went to my friend's house. I got a stern talking to but since I was only 5 it's pretty understandable how I got confused so I didn't get in trouble. But it did mean a permanent change that no kindergarteners were allowed to get off anywhere but their own stop no matter what, even with a note from their parent. My mom was already pretty used to me going missing since I had a tendency to race off in public spaces but this was an instance where it shouldn't have been possible. I have no clue how many near heart attacks I gave her as a child.
Story 10 reminded me of a friend's birthday party when I was 7 which was at one of those gym places where we played a game of hide and seek and the staff told us NOT to hide in the foam pit which makes me wonder if that was the same place and the incident in story 10 had happened recently lmao
Story 11! I'm so glad that officer contacted OP's dad. Guy probably had no idea just how evil his wife is.
I bet she only wanted OP back because her husband would be upset that OP "ran away".
Story 11… goodness, what an awful mom. I wouldn’t be surprised if you want no contact with her 😒
I went to the shop and passed out. I was rushed to hospital and the ordeal lasted a few hours. I didn't have my phone on me and I didn't remember any of the numbers. I asked the receptionist to look it up and she said she couldn't. I got home still feeling sick and it turns out there was a missing person case on me in that time. P.S. A friend also tried going to the hospital and was told I had never been there 5 minutes after I had left to walk home
Never went missing, but I have a story in a somewhat similar vein.
My twin was texting me saying she was gonna walk up to the grocery store and then call me back afterwards. She was walking during the evening to pick up something before dinner.
She never calls me back and her phone goes to voicemail when I try her. No worries at that point, she's done this before. That is, until, I try her again the next day and still get her voicemail. And a few hours after that and her phone is going straight to voicemail now. And the next morning.
Now I'm a bit worried. I try her bf and it goes straight to voicemail too. And neither of them are answering texts.
I put it out to the family and nobody has heard from my twin in 2 days. Since she said she was walking up to the grocery store. Now, I'm starting to panic.
My older sister and I are somewhat frantically discussing going to her apartment. I'm debating leaving early from work. If this is the worst case scenario, I don't want to wait any longer. It's already been 2 days.
While we start debating if we should put in a wellness check, this dumbass _finally_ answers our text messages in the group chat asking why we're blowing up her phone.
Turns out, she was just terrible at getting back to people as always and put her phone on Do Not Disturb for work. Something she apparently just started doing.
I told her to answer the phone when I call so I could hear her voice and ensure she was alright. She didn't get why it was a big deal.
Not the first time she's done this, but it is the most recent. I always ask her would she rather I don't worry when she doesn't respond to any one in a few days. 😭
After school one day, I had to take a test because I was absent the day everyone else took it. I was done at 5:20 PM, but my mom didn't come yet. So I figured that I would just walk home which was 4 miles away. When I got home, I found out that my parents called the police, because just after I left the school my mom came to pick me up. I still remember when it happened, and it was on March 14th, 2022.
I got lost in a local shopping mall. I was planing to buy some food at that time I was very psychotic. Ones I was in the mall it hit me. I was overwelmed and the confusion set it. I cloud not remember anymore where I was or what I wanted to do. I also forgot where I parker my car. I wandered around the mall aimlessly talking giberish to my self for 2 hours. Nobody noticed me and after what felt was an enternity I remembered where my car was. I drove back home like this. I didn‘t know I was psychotic at the time.
For the ballpit it’s possible that everyone thought it was such an obvious hiding place that no one bothered to look. A hidden in plain sight situation.
I'm surprised within my almost 2 decades of living I have never gotten lost from my family or gone missing when growing up. I have zero sense of direction and despite being a young adult now, I still have to hold onto my mum's arm(no we don't hold hands. I either just hold onto her jacket or we lock arms, like we are in a musical lol) whenever we go out together just so I don't get lost. I do plan to try and figure out if my lack of direction is a result of my ADHD or not.
That's what I'm saying and I'll do you one better I have issues remembering addresses and phone numbers
funny to see how for the people there percept 5km walk from school is something unusual and weird.
when i was feel like it's no time for school, i did go walk around in nearby forest. frequently was just randomly walking trough the snow and trees, knowing only direction where the path should be, with all of my 5+ books and change wear in my backpack. no one even cared where i am, lol.
This is one of my favorite vids, I wish it was longer lol
I started being a wanderer as soon as i could walk, my mother had my sister less than a year after me and the term "irish twins" is appropriate as my parents had a lot to cope with, it was the late sixties and we lived in a small scottish town and she dressed my sister and i in matching clothes (mum was a fantastically talented dressmaker)
So when i was two i could walk and i used that new skill as much as possible, on this occasion mum was losing her mind, all the neighbours were looking for me again (it wasn't my first time missing 😂 and it was a small town where people knew each other) . The Police officer drove up with me in the car and before he would reunite us, he made my mother promise not to kill me. 😅 I'd wandered quite a distance across a busy road to the main shopping street and the local officer had been despatched to pick me up and knew who i was and where to return me. 😊
Another reason my mother dressed my sister and i in matching handmade dresses is so she didnt have to describe me, she could just point to my sister and say the missing child looks like this. 😂
I grew older but still oblivious to the chaos and trauma i caused my parents because id often hide away and get engrossed in books or daydreams and wouldn't respond to anyone shouting my name as i had frequent ear infections. So yes i went "missing" a lot. Its not done on purpose as i hate the reputation. As an adult i get teased by family for it and i find it embarrassing.
hehehe, oh you guys are gonna love this one.
Many years ago, my family was going on a trip to Disney World. We were at the airport and at some point I got separated from my mom. One of the employees there found me and asked me if I was lost. I of course said yes, and the nice lady guided me to the “Lost and Found” area where I got to eat ice cream and watch Frozen (It had just come out on digital.) I was devastated when my family came to get me. I apparently ended up running away and going back to the little place to keep watching the movie. Safe to say my parents were not very happy with me, but hey! Free ice cream, am I right? I don’t really remember how old I was when this happened though…
Okay let me just do the math real quick. So Frozen came out in 2013, subtract my year of birth from that and you get… 7! I was 7 years old when this happened so I must have been a really dumb child 😅
Story 2: wow that’s simultaneously embarrassing because of being okay but extremely (even more) reassuring that people love you and care about you.
This happened in a very short time interval but I was the finder of a lost child. Helping out at a friend's booth at medieval faire by interacting with the crowds to draw their attention to the shop. On a very busy day, a little girl, maybe 5 or 6, walked by and seemed to be following a couple that I assumed was her parents. Nope. After following them for about 20 feet, she stops, looks around, and just starts BAWLING. I run up to her and ask what's wrong, she says she can't find Mommy.
Instant panic mode. "Alright lets find your Mommy. Is it okay if I pick you up?" She agrees and carry her back to the booth and explain to my friend. Friend sits the girl in a chair outside the booth. She pulls a walkie talkie out of I-don't-know-where in her costume and calls for security. While we wait for them, we start asking what Mom's name is, what she looks like, etc... Girl is looking very dehydrated (hot summer day) so we get her water and some snacks.
Security shows up and starts their procedure. Little girl is finally calming down a bit. During their questioning, Mom just happens to walk by and notice her missing child. There are six other girls with her, varying ages. The Mom starts screaming at the girl that was missing, saying she should know better than to separate from her sisters. Girl starts crying again. Some of the older girls start scolding her too.
Security talk to the Mom a bit before the whole group leaves. To this day I still feel sad for that girl. I feel like her initial reaction to being lost was more to do with being afraid of getting in trouble than it was with actually being lost.
The inlaws are invading! 🤣
Story 6... Hope those two guys experienced some prison yard justice. At the very least, then they would hopefully feel some of the pain they put OP through.
When I was like 1 year old I was being taken care of by my grandfather... It was in the afternoon and was supposedly nap time so my grandfather made me sleep and after I look like I'm asleep my grandfather also decided to take a nap.
I apparently woke up and sneaked my self over my grandfather.
Then my grandfather woke up with no one beside him, he checked outside the bedroom no one and saw the door open, checked outside in the front of the house and saw the gate open.
Now my poor grandfather is terrified trying to find me and had the whole entire neighborhood with him trying to find me outside the house.
Tired and terrified on what he was gonna say to my parents, he went on our backyard where he saw me playing with the Lil chicks and getting in a wrestle fight with the hen.
Apparently when I was 2 or 3 I decided to play hide and seek in the a store in mall with my mom and sisters. The thing is I didn’t tell them I was playing hide and seek. One shut down store later, a panicking store, and an almost inconsolable family later. There I was in the clothing rack laughing because no one could find me. She hugged me, thanked everyone who helped, apologized for the incident, and we had a VERY long discussion afterwards. I don’t remember doing this but I do remember telling her every time afterwards if and where I was hiding.😂
When I was 6 my mom and dad were gonna run a marathon. I had a brother so they told him to look after me. I woke up in the morning and I couldn't find my brother anywhere I was crying throughout the morning, and since I thought nobody was in the house
I ran away and went to my grandmas house (it was only a walk away so it wasn't actually too far.) and I ringed the doorbell. My Grandma answered the door and I told her the situation
So I stayed at her house for a while. My parents were (thankfully) not mad at me. And I discovered my brother didn't go away his whole body was just covered by the blanket
I really enjoy your narration. 😊
when i was younger in day camp the leaders lost me not once but twice, one time i stayed all day in the library and i vividly remember one of the kids saying “DiD yOu HaVe FuN iN ThE LiBrARy” i got made fun of for it lol and the other time was at a local museum type venue, i just remember the leader yelling and me and i cried
Hey boy scout here they said that there's a missing camper because you need at least 2ppl back at camp you can just have one like it sounded
My story is rather benign and was in the Swedish labyrinth of Ikea, this was in and around 2011-2012 and when I was around 4-5, my parents and I had been walking in one of the sections, them in front brother in a buggy, I was wandering behind them and had likely stopped to look at something and my Parents had merged with the crowds, they didn't seem to notice and if they had it would be impossible to go back to find me, I had been briefed several minutes before hand about what to do if I were to get lost and whilst crying looking for my parents had managed to find who I believe was a member of security, again details are super fuzzy being that I was four or five.
The Guard took me down an escalator with plants near it, which is weirdly one of the few things I remember, and took me to the kids play center at the front of the building, that being where lost children would be put until their parents arrived, in the mean time they gave me some colouring, it wasn't maybe four minutes before my parents arrived to get me, finding a very content me colouring, and very annoyed that I wouldn't be able to finish said colouring, yeah you can get lost in an Ikea quite easily.
Huh… didn’t realize after listening to some of these stories that I’ve gone “missing” a couple of times… I had a very similar experience to the first story for one lol
I've noticed gangs are really respectful? Like we had a bike gang some several times a year at a job i worked at and they were the best customers we had.
In hs I rode my bike a lot to school. One day my mom told me she was gunna pick me up and drive me to school. I forgot this and assumed my bike was chained up ready to go when I wanted to leave. I used to stay afterschool along and hang with the nerdy and outcast kids. Great people. I stayed afterschool forgetting my mom was gunna get me and I also put my phone in my bag cus I didn’t think I needed it. Needless to say after an hour I went to get my phone and saw all the calls and text wandering where I was. My mom was crying. But now we just laugh at the story.
Thankfully never had stories like this, but I did have one kinda like the hide and seek one, just I didn't hide long enough for my parents to escalate it to the police. Pretty much, Freshman year, and I got an F in bio on my quarter report. I'm not dumb, I just had untreated ADHD that manifested as no executive function, so while I would do well on the tests, I didn't do the homework and lab reports, which totaled to about 70% of my grade. Anyways, I knew what was coming home, and I knew my mom would be pissed. So, after I got home, I pulled out some things from my closet and hid. I set it up so my top and side were hidden by the ironing board we had but never used, and then I leaned an old school project to hide my front. I then curled by 5'11" ass into a ball and hid. Mom got home mad. She didn't see me on the hill up, so she assumed I was already home, and she tore the place apart looking for me. She especially checked my room and my closet, but somehow didn't see me, but she did notice my school stuff was already home. She then leaves to go looking for me some more. I come out of my hiding spot. I then decided to answer my phone that she was calling, confirming I was still home. I'm just glad I got off with only a lecture after that stunt, though it might have helped that I showed mom where I hid. Still didn't get treatment for my ADHD that year or the next, and once I did, it was ineffective. Wound up having to take Biology over again in summer school.
I love these sm! Keep it up 😊
My brother and I were kidnapped by my aunty's and other relatives on my dads side. My dad stayed behind to distract my mom and we were taken to the rez. Of course i had no clue what was happening at the time. I just knew i was having so much fun playing with the other kids. But then we were tudhed off. Turns out, a fire broke out and we were evacuated from where we were staying.
Oh I’m accidentally early
I listen to your videos when I go to sleep lol love your content
Second week of elementary school. My grandmother was supposed to pick me up at about 2pm. At 1pm, I went around the school grounds alone for some reason. Didn't see my class anywhere, so six year old me assumed the day was over and I sit down waiting for my grandma. I waited there for a full HOUR and for some reason I didn't even question it. Eventually I get picked up and go chill at my grandparent's. That's when my teachers finally noticed I wasn't there. Searched everywhere and didn't find me. Panicked phone calls to a bunch of adults, including my mom, who showed up at my grandparent's slighltly worried, and I'm just there hella confused 😂
I was abducted at a bus stop he SA'd me and then dropped me at what was a Kmart i was 15 he was over 50
Me 5ish, "I'm going over to Bridgett's house!" I go up the road to her house, she's not there, I look across the street, and other friend is there. Go to their house and stay over well into dinner. Parents eventually found me, sobbing.
To be fair, if anyone loaded my dishwasher incorrectly, they'd probably never be found. I love my dishwasher. Possibly a little too much.
When my dad was a kid he didn't really listen in class and one time the teacher told him to go (just wait outside a bit), but my dad was done with it and decided to just walk home. It was 5-10 km I think and outside was basically a snowstorm. In order to get home faster he walked over the fields and ice on the creaks (dutch farmland is very flat). The thing is, he barely crossed any roads and since he wasn't at school people started looking for him. On the roads and in town. Not sure if the police was involved but he came home fine and probably got yelled at.
Now, still, when people are being slow or something he just starts to walk and do his own thing because he doesn't want to deal with bullshit and I think its hilarious
The 6 yo...the day care did think to call the police? Before MIDNIGHT?
To all parents
Don't take your kids phone away as punishment when they are going outside
There are thousants of tragic stories that could have been prevented if the kids, just, had their phone
Story 7 was just funny
I've been missing 4 times.
Between ages 9-13
If I went missing no one would notice
i would, id cry every day, i love you, everyone loves you, you are amazing
Going missing keeping you big as hell
I have an idea for a video what about people who've encountered celebrities because I have a story I met r Kelly at the mall when I was 16 and he tried recruiting me
my favorite part is that between every story is you yapping for 3 hours and i cant skip ahead without missing any
just make the video play at 2X speed when they start talking?
with that football story i (16m, overconsumtion of reddit videos )guess i do count: a year ago i went on a walk and i took off my headphones (can be used for calls and they put my ringer in it) because it was getting dark. (i was in a suburban neighborhood) and my mom got worried and called me like 8 times and texted me a lot and she went looking for me, just a misunderstandment right? wrong. i was near my house and my mom saw me and said "why did you do this to me and cried" and i didnt know what i did and i checked my phone. she then accused me of ignoring her (i didnt) and took my phone away the next day. im not mad at her for worrying i probably wouldve done the same thing but it was just an honest mistake and i got in trouble for no good reason
Story 8…why didn’t the police just go to the complex owner instead of knocking on every door? 💀
What game is displayed?
I have watched so many of these and I still don’t know what OP means, can someone please tell me lol.