It was like how many children experienced; I was lost in the mall. One moment I was nonchalantly looking around stores with no worries. Until I realized the familiar voices were no where to be heard. Suddenly my little child mind goes into panic, looking frantically in the stores for my family.
I retrace my tracks and go back to all the other stores we went into. Why? I don’t know it made sense to me at the time. Using not only my eyes but ears to find anybody I knew. Young me was not going to ask for help because she was determined she could find her family herself. I walked panicky and as fast as my little legs could go, store to store. Still no success in finding my pack, this is where I was starting to give up.
I could no longer bottle up my tears when finally a lady approached me asking if I was okay. Embarrassed from my tearful face I just nodded and she then proceeded to ask me if I was lost. To which I nodded my head again, now I was no longer scared.
I was taken to a mall security guard and that’s when they made an announcement. Finally I was reunited with my family, happy once again.
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