MY TEEN DAUGHTER VANISHED! Named Amber, 13, reddish hair, freckles. Missing for a week. Guys this is the hardest thing a parent can experience. No, she’s not the type to run away. I know every parent says that, but it’s true. I know my daughter. Thinking something bad happened to her… Gosh, just unbearable. The police just shrugged, totally helpless. To be honest they did their part. But then all of a sudden, just crying outside I saw a homeless woman with AMBER’S BACKPACK! I knew it was hers! I stopped her and I offered money until she gave it to me. I asked her around about the bag and she told me what she knew. Which wasn’t enough. The bag was empty. Completely empty. My heart sank. I threw it down in despair and cried. That’s when a note fell out. I picked it up and read it. There were only two words,
My knees nearly buckled the moment I saw it. Amber’s backpack. The small unicorn patch sewn onto the front pocket. The faded blue shoulder strap she had carried for years. The tiny stain near the zipper that I had noticed countless times while helping her get ready for school. After seven endless days of searching,…
