Saturday, March 29, 2008

journal #3

In my third journal I'm going to talk about my sister. I have a 4 years old sister that borned in the United States. When she was 6 months something terriable happened to us . Some homeless lady kidnapped my sister in Long Island. My mother was in a gas station talking to a friend. My sister was in the car and the engine was on. My mother was two step away from the car. My mother said when she look to see my sister the car was moving.She began running after the car. My mother was lucky because the car had to stop at the red light and when the car stopped my mother jumped in the car. My mother's friend who she was talking in the gas station called the cops after my mom left. After they drove for 5 miles the cops stopped the lady. My mother was shocked she said. If the lighht was green instead of red maybe my sister would not with us right now. Thank goddd.

2 comments:

Elaine Soffer said...

Your story gave me such goosebumps (Do you know what they are?)! I've read about such situations, but I've never known anyone that's happened to. I can't imagine what your mother went through at that time. I bet all of you treat your sister as a very precious person as a result!

Baki said...

Only one word that comes to my mind. DAMNNNN..and i m sorry to hear that dude..