When Amelia agreed to watch her neighbors’ daughter, Susie, for the weekend, she anticipated a few playful days. But her world turned upside down when she discovered Susie missing the next morning. Desperation set in as she raced against time to uncover the child’s whereabouts.
My world went silent after the screech of tires and the sickening thud. My parents, gone. Just like that.
One minute we were laughing on a road trip, the next, I was a lone sailboat in a sea of grief.
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Thankfully, the storm hadn’t tossed me onto a deserted island. I had my anchor: my amazing neighborhood, a bustling haven that became my family after the tragedy.
The houses here were like a box of crayons, each a vibrant color with a warm heart living inside.
First, there was Mr. Hernandez. He won my heart by sneaking plates of his famous pasta onto my doorstep.
“For the lovely Amelia!” he’d wink.
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Then there was Mrs. Higgins, who knew exactly how I should decorate my house.
But the closest crayon to my heart? That belonged to the Davies family.
Jennifer, Andrew, and their sunshine-haired daughter, Susie.
Jennifer had a laugh that could brighten a cloudy day. Honestly, she was more than just a neighbor. She was the sister I never had.
We’d spend evenings gossiping on my porch swing and dissecting the latest intel from the neighborhood watch meetings.
Meanwhile, Susie was my personal hurricane of giggles and boundless energy.
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Every time I saw her, her bright eyes would crinkle at the corners as she’d launch into a breathless account of her day.
One memory, though, stood out as a turning point in our bond. It was the summer Susie turned eight, and she was obsessed with building the world’s greatest fairy house.
“It needs to be magical, Amelia!” she declared. “With a sparkly roof and a door that only fairies can open!”
I chuckled, indulging her fantastical vision.
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We spent the next few afternoons scouring the backyard for the perfect materials. Fallen branches, colorful pebbles, and wildflowers with the most delicate petals.
Finally, after days of laughter, frustration, and teamwork, the fairy house stood proudly beneath the old oak tree.
“It’s perfect, Amelia!” she squealed. “The fairies will love it!”
That night, as fireflies twinkled around us, Susie snuggled next to me on the porch swing.
“Do you think the fairies will leave me a present?” she whispered.
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“I know they will,” I said, pulling her close. “Because they have the best taste in friends, just like me.”
From that day on, our bond was solidified. Susie wasn’t just the little neighbor anymore. She was my little friend. And I was someone she trusted with all her heart.
My relationship with the Davies family was nothing but perfect until the day I woke up to a shocking sight. That day steered our relationship in a completely new direction.
It all started the day Jennifer visited me after work.
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I was preparing dinner when she knocked on the door.
“Hey, Jen! What’s up?” I chirped.
“Hi, Amelia,” She smiled. “I wanted to ask you for a favor.”
“Yeah, for sure. Come on in!” I said as I rushed back towards the frying pan loaded with vegetables.
Jennifer followed me inside and stood near the kitchen island.
“The thing is, Andrew and I gotta do this work trip this weekend, super last minute,” she began. “And Susie can’t exactly come with us… sooo… any chance you could watch her? No worries if it’s a crazy ask!”
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That’s when I turned around to face Jennifer. She came to me with hope in her eyes, and I was not the one who’d disappoint her. I instantly agreed.
“Of course, Jennifer,” I smiled. “I’d be more than happy to spend the weekend with her. She’s going to love being with Aunt Amelia.”
“Definitely!” Jennifer took a deep breath. “She’s already so excited to be with you. Thank you so much, Amelia! You’re a lifesaver!”
“No problem at all!”
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“I’ll go back and start packing for our trip, okay? See you tomorrow!”
“See you!”
That night, I did what any woman would do for her friend, but I was unaware of how my world would soon turn upside down because of my decision. I had no idea of what was waiting for me on the weekend.
***
Friday evening arrived, and I was with Susie in Jennifer and Andrew’s backyard. Laughter filled the air as I wrestled Mike, my scruffy mutt, to the ground in a playful tug-of-war with a rope toy.
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Meanwhile, Susie jumped up and down, urging Mike on with delighted squeals.
“Gotcha, Mike!” I declared, finally pulling the rope free. Susie erupted in giggles, clapping her hands.
“Again, Aunt Amelia! Again!”
Wiping sweat from my brow, I glanced at my watch. “Alright, little monkey, but only one more round. Then how about I make you your favorite pasta?”
“Pasta night with Aunt Amelia? Best. Night. Ever!”
A few minutes later, we went inside the house and I began preparing dinner.
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Meanwhile, Susie perched on a stool, swinging her legs back and forth.
“You know, Aunt Amelia,” she began, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, “I have a new friend at school.”
“Really? What’s their name?”
Susie’s eyes darted around the room as if checking for eavesdroppers. “His name is Billy,” she whispered. “But he’s really different.”
“Different how?”
Susie shrugged. “He knows all sorts of cool stuff. Like how to talk to animals and make things disappear.”
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I chuckled, assuming it was just a child’s imaginative world. “Sounds like quite the friend, Susie. But remember, not everything we hear at school is true.”
“But what if it is?”
Before I could answer, the doorbell rang. Jennifer and Andrew were here, their weekend getaway beckoning.
The goodbyes were filled with hugs and promises of ice cream sundaes upon their return. Then, Susie and I went back inside and had dinner. A few hours later, I put her to bed and dozed off in the guest room.
The next morning was a nightmare.
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I woke up and went to check on Susie in her room, but when I opened the door, my heart stopped. SUSIE WASN’T IN HER BED, AND NEXT TO THE BED LAY A PIECE OF PAPER THAT SAID, “I’ll be right back.”
I was horrified.
I quickly searched the entire house, but Susie was missing. Then, I rushed outside and spoke to our neighbors, but none of them had seen her.
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This can’t be real! I thought to myself. Where did she go? What will Jennifer say when I tell her I lost her daughter? Is this about the new friend Susie told me about?
As much as I dreaded informing Jennifer and Andrew, I had to call them because I had no other option.
“What do you mean Susie has disappeared, Amelia?” Jennifer was shocked. “I left her with you. How can she just disappear from our house?”
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“I don’t know, Jen. I… I left her in her room last night, and I found this note in the morning,” I said, my voice trembling. “I’ll call the cops, Jen. We’ll find her.”
I quickly dialed 911 and a few police officers arrived at my doorstep a few minutes later. I showed them the note and told them everything.
The police searched for two hours, combing every inch of the neighborhood and beyond. The longer Susie remained missing, the more my anxiety twisted into a tight knot in my stomach.
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“It’s my fault,” I muttered under my breath, wringing my hands. “I should have checked on her sooner. I should have…”
Just then, a police officer approached.
“We’ve searched the immediate area, but there’s no sign of Susie. We’ll resume our efforts after a brief break.”
I nodded numbly and watched as the officers left.
Feeling terrified, I walked into the kitchen, and my gaze landed on Mike’s empty food bowl. That’s when I realized, Mike was also missing.
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However, I knew exactly where to find him. In his favorite spot: the barn’s basement.
Without wasting another second, I sprinted out of the house and down the street to the old barn. My heart pounded as I pushed open the creaky door and descended the narrow steps to the basement.
There, in the dim light, I saw a scruffy figure curled up in the corner.
“Mike!” I whispered.
The dog lifted his head, wagging his tail sleepily. And right beside him, sleeping on the floor, was Susie.
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“Susie!” I cried, rushing over and scooping the little girl into my arms. “Thank God! You scared me half to death.”
Susie rubbed her eyes and looked up.
“I’m sorry, Aunt Amelia. I followed Mike here this morning, and I also left a note. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“It’s okay, sweetheart,” tears rolled down my cheeks. “I’m just so glad you’re safe.”
Then, I quickly pulled out my phone and dialed Jennifer.
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“Jen, I found her. Susie’s safe. She’s with me now.”
“Oh, thank heavens!” Jennifer’s voice cracked. “Thank you, Amelia. We’ll be back as soon as we can.”
I also informed the police, who assured me they’d update the search team.
While Susie’s disappearance caused a wave of worry, the way Jennifer and Andrew trusted me to find her and forgave any mistakes solidified our friendship in a way I never imagined.
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