It was a normal windy Saturday. I was only a naive ten year old and my innocent and carefree sister was then, all of two yrs. My family and I were heading to Target. Apparently it was our first time going there, and just a week before, our close friends happened to inform us about how big and great the store is. So their words stayed in our heads. I was in the back right seat behind my mom listening to a few of my favorite stations and fighting with my sister over a brand new doll our parents bought for us. We were supposed to share !!! :)
Anyway as we arrived it started to rain and we scattered inside. Dad fetched a cart and strolled by my side. There were a lot of colors that day(because it was late December)I got attracted as fast as Benjamin Franklin's kite got struck by lighting... :P. So, did my mom, so now I am going to skip the parts where my mom coaxed my dad into buying her a necklace. BLAH ,BLAH ,BLAH.. After all that I remember we headed to the socks section. I was actually looking forward to buying socks because I really was running out of socks. Well I don't mean they were ripped they would just irritate me and roll down my foot.
Each sock was covered with patterns. I told my dad to watch my sister because she was out of the cart and I was going to help my mom (actually myself) find some socks.
We each took three pairs and I put them in the cart. Then, I looked around and casually asked my dad where was my little sis ?? He said she was with mom and even though I had a feeling that she wasn't I went and asked mom if she was with her. My mom replied a hands shaking 'NO', and I continued and told her that she wasn't with dad either. I could see my mom's pupil shrinking and her face turning a light shade of blue.
"She isn't with dad either"-Me
"What do mean she isn't with dad ?"-Mom
"I asked dad and he said she was with you"-Me
My mom and I went to dad and ---
"Isn't she with you"-Mom
"No I thought she was with you guys"-Dad
With a spark of panic my parents and I started looking all over the place. I knew that she was only a two year old and that she couldn't walk very fast so I started looking around a certain area. My parents where looking all over the place. I could see them talking to the staff for help and that's when I knew this was very bad.
I started thinking about the times I carried her. The loud laughs she would give. The funny expressions. The first time I fed her milk. The kisses I gave her and the wet kisses she would return. I went in circles but started losing more and more hope each time I returned the socks section. I started to cry. You wouldn't be able to tell me apart from Niagara Falls. Tears streamed down my cheeks like big balls of paint down a tall canvas. I started praying. I felt more and more like a "bad sister". I wanted to teach my sister so many things. I wanted to teach her about school. All the rights and wrongs. This couldn't be happening to me. I prayed and prayed. I didn't want to lose my sister. I wanted to hug her.Feel her narrow body against mine. I felt sick to my stomach. Unthinkable thoughts went through my head. What may happen if we don't find her. Things will be so different. Our lives will change.
Just then I stopped. What made me stop? I saw a tiny head poking out of the socks section. The cute little head made a wide grin, and a giggle. I started crying even more and got down on my knees. I hugged my sister and thanked god for ending our miseries. I gave her a bone crushing hug and started looking for my parents.
"Mom I found her"
"Mom, dad I found her, come quick"
Then I heard an another voice calling me.
"Did you find her"-Mom
"Yes"-Me
My parents came running and hugged my sister. I was so grateful. I looked at my her. She didn't even know what just happened.
Turns out she had to do potty in her diaper.So she needed a quiet area to do her business!(Can you believe it!)
