Tonight my youngest and his friend decided, while we were at an outdoor eating facility, to go beyond the boundary and "disappear."
When I whistle, it means,"get your butt over here now" however, no amount of whistling would coherence he and his friend to be located.
After circling the building twice, and looking under dumpsters, asking strangers if they had seen two young boys, and dashing inside stores to locate the two boys, they were still no where to be found.
Panic set in quickly. I pictured a white rusty van pulling up to the back of the building, two men jumping out of the vehicle, and each one of them grabbing a boy.
Tears came to my eyes quickly as I hyperventilated, going into severe panic.
A police vehicle drove past, I hollered, "Our boys are missing!" and one officer got out of the car to walk with me while the driver circled the area in his car.
My tears were frequent and my voice was now breathy and shallow. I envisioned the worst as I walked at a quick pace trying to locate the boys, and then suddenly the police officers radio alerted that the boys had been found. Ten of the longest minutes of my life.
I was in the safest city in the USA, but worry got the best of me, and sheer panic was my best friend.
Heart stopping moments like this, suck.
When I whistle, it means,"get your butt over here now" however, no amount of whistling would coherence he and his friend to be located.
After circling the building twice, and looking under dumpsters, asking strangers if they had seen two young boys, and dashing inside stores to locate the two boys, they were still no where to be found.
Panic set in quickly. I pictured a white rusty van pulling up to the back of the building, two men jumping out of the vehicle, and each one of them grabbing a boy.
Tears came to my eyes quickly as I hyperventilated, going into severe panic.
A police vehicle drove past, I hollered, "Our boys are missing!" and one officer got out of the car to walk with me while the driver circled the area in his car.
My tears were frequent and my voice was now breathy and shallow. I envisioned the worst as I walked at a quick pace trying to locate the boys, and then suddenly the police officers radio alerted that the boys had been found. Ten of the longest minutes of my life.
I was in the safest city in the USA, but worry got the best of me, and sheer panic was my best friend.
Heart stopping moments like this, suck.
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God Bless
♥ Jamie Manzo
Seattle, WA
Scary moments
Debbie