TheSilverTherapist
The Geekiest Guy You've Ever Met
- Joined
- Jun 17, 2008
Mine goes back to when I was just seven. We were at the Disney Village Marketplace and momentarily couldn't find my four-year-old brother. So I went looking for him. I saw a kid who looked exactly like him from behind and grabbed him by the shoulder saying that we had to go. The kid, who from the front was clearly not my brother started screaming at the top of his lungs for help, saying someone was trying to steal him. I yelled sorry, that I thought he was my brother.
I went back to my parents who had found my brother. He had been by them the whole time. I didn't tell them what happened because I was so embarrassed. I felt bad about that the rest of the vacation.
I went back to my parents who had found my brother. He had been by them the whole time. I didn't tell them what happened because I was so embarrassed. I felt bad about that the rest of the vacation.