My daughter Nadia studied in 4th grade. She was a responsible and conscientious student. The teacher constantly praised her and set it as an example. He learns well, has time to attend circles, helps classmates with lessons, constantly participates in school competitions and Olympiads – ours with daddy pride. We lived from school not far away, 15 minutes walk, but still worried when she returned home. The daughter often lingered in different sections, so she came out late. When the opportunity was possible, a man came to meet, and in most cases Nadiyka went with our neighbor Sonya. They studied in parallel classes. I remember, on that spring day there was clear sunny weather.

It was so good on the street that I wanted to admire nature longer. I already went home from work, as my baby called me: – Mom, today is such a wonderful weather. Can I go to a walk in the park after lessons? I did not see the reason to refuse my daughter, especially the fresh air will not hurt her. Constantly sitting in those lessons. It was evening. I prepared dinner, my man returned from work, and Nadi is gone. We began to call her, but in vain: the phone was turned off. It seems that something was wrong. The man saw I panic and worried. At first, I was reassured, they say, the girls died, lost their feelings of time, and then began to get nervous.

We did not have the phone numbers of the phone, so we decided to go to the neighbors, ask – they can be aware of where the children. How surprised I was when the door of their house was opened by the girl herself. – Where Nadia, – I immediately attacked the baby without even greeted. – Your daughter got in a car to some strange uncle and went with him in an unknown direction, – said our little neighbor. My heart stopped fighting for a moment, and the soul fell into five. The man clenched his fists. I saw how they played on his face. We stood very nervous and did not know where to run first. There were scary pictures immediately. Did my baby be abducted? Our excitement for a moment dispersed the sound of the machine signal.

Someone drove to our house and swayed loudly. We ran there for a moment. An expensive car was parked in the house. The windows were darkened, so we did not immediately understand who was driving. It became calm in the soul when our baby with ice cream in her hands jumped out of the back door. It turns out my brother, who went abroad to work, decided to make us a surprise and not to tell us that he was returning home. When he drove past the park in which the girls played, he learned his niece and called for himself. The girl jumped into the car at joy without saying her girlfriend, and they went for ice cream. That evening we laughed at this story for a long time, but we ordered our daughters to never do it again. Well, what ends well.