After 10 years, mother returns to the abandoned home where she had left her one-year-old kid and discovers something that makes her cry

Over ten years ago, something terrible happened in Yaroslavl, a Russian City.

One day quite some time ago, a neighbor heard that a baby was crying in a house not far away, but at the time he didn’t think about it a whole lot and went back to his daily life.

In the days that proceeded, he noticed that the baby continued to cry inconsolably, even though no one had seen any signs of life from the house, there were never lights on or any sign of activity at all.

The neighbors really started to worry and called the police to investigate.

When the police got into the house it was derelict and empty, the people who had lived there before had taken all their things, cleared the house, and disappeared.

The only thing that was left in the house was their own little baby, how awful!

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The little girl was one year old and they found her on a dirty cold floor all on her own for many days!!

The authorities investigated further and discovered that the baby was called Liza Verbitskaya, although her parents were nowhere to be seen, in fact, no one could find them or knew where they were.

Little Liza was taken to a doctor and she recovered in the hospital for a good number of days to make sure she really was nursed back to health after her ordeal.

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While she was in the hospital there was a woman called Inna Nika, she was there looking after her sick son and was there day and night.

One particular day she happened to hear a scream from the hospital room next door and had a look inside the room, out of curiosity and concern, to see what was going on. Little Liza was there in the room and Inna felt a maternal pull toward the little girl.

From that day forth, Inna visited Liza every day and came with clothes, food and toys for her.

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Inna was about to visit Liza one day, like every other day, but Liza was not there, she had gone. She found out that the little girl was thought to be strong enough to be released from care at the hospital to an orphanage.

Inna felt so empty and really yearned to be reunited with the little girl again, so much so that she made the decision to go and find her!

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When she did find her she felt that there was no doubt in her mind, she wanted to adopt the little girl. Inna began the adoption process as soon as she could and after a lot of paperwork Liza was given permission to live with Inna and her family, where she loved her like one of her own.

When Inna adopted Liza, with the paperwork and delays, she was nearly two. She was so afraid of loud noises she couldn’t chew food! She had been very traumatized…

Inna was more determined than ever to give the little girl the ware and love that she had always needed and her dark times were clearly in the past.

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Liza found it difficult to learn to walk, but as she got older Inna joined her with a dance school, she hoped that she would become more comfortable in herself and it would bring her out of her shell.

Exactly why, nobody will be 100% sure, but with all the love and the care she received from her adopted mom, it wasn’t long before Liza bloomed like another girl of her age.

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Liza was really dark skinned unlike her siblings and stuck out like a sore thumb, it really was not easy as she began to grow up. Inna always said to her daughter that she should never listen to others as they are easily driven by jealousy.

The now teenage Liza has won several beauty contests, many talents show and worked her first job as a fashion model. Such an amazing contrast to how her life started and how she has succeeded!

I SAW MY HIGH SCHOOL SWEETHEART CRYING IN A DINER IN A WEDDING DRESS – WHEN SHE TOLD ME WHAT HAPPENED, I PROPOSED A PLAN

Edith loves her grandkids more than anything, but one fun-filled weekend leads to an unexpected confrontation with her daughter-in-law, Allison. Struggling to balance joy and strict rules, Edith faces a heartbreaking ultimatum. Can she mend the rift and keep her beloved grandkids in her life?

I, 58, love spending time with my grandkids. Last weekend was especially wonderful because my son and daughter-in-law went out of town for a wedding, leaving the kids with me for the whole weekend.

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A happy grandmother with her grandchildren | Source: Midjourney

Saturday was a beautiful day. I planned all sorts of fun activities for us.

We started our morning in the kitchen, baking cupcakes and cookies.

The kids were so excited to help.

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A woman cooking with her granddaughter | Source: Pexels

“Grandma, can I stir the batter?” my granddaughter, Emma, asked cheerfully.

“Of course, sweetheart,” I said, handing her the wooden spoon.

Her brother, Jack, was busy measuring out the chocolate chips, carefully counting each one.

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A kid counting choco chips | Source: Midjourney

After we finished baking, we headed to the park. The sun was shining, and the air was crisp.

The kids ran around, laughing and playing.

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Happy kids | Source: Unsplash

I watched them from a bench, feeling so grateful for these moments.

“Look, Grandma, I’m flying!” Jack shouted from the top of the slide.

“You sure are, Jack! Be careful now,” I called back, smiling at his joy.

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A child on a slide | Source: Unsplash

In the afternoon, we came back home and watched some of their favorite movies.

We all cuddled up on the couch with a big bowl of popcorn.

The kids were enthralled by the characters on the screen, and I loved seeing their faces light up with excitement.

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A happy grandmother and her grandson | Source: Midjourney

Sunday morning arrived, and I had one more surprise planned.

“Guess what, kids? Today, we’re going to the amusement park!” I announced at breakfast.

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Pancakes and juice | Source: Unsplash

Their eyes grew wide with excitement.

“Really, Grandma? That’s awesome!” Emma exclaimed, practically bouncing in her seat.

We packed up some snacks and set off.

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Inside an amusement park | Source: Midjourney

The amusement park was bustling with people, but I made sure to keep a close eye on the kids.

We went on all sorts of rides.

Emma loved the merry-go-round, while Jack couldn’t get enough of the roller coaster.

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A happy kid at an amusement park | Source: Freepik

“Can we go again, Grandma?” Jack begged after his first ride.

“Absolutely, let’s go!” I replied, holding his hand tightly.

As the day went on, we tried different games and enjoyed some delicious cotton candy.

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A boy posing with cotton candy | Source: Pexels

I made sure they drank plenty of water and took breaks to rest. Seeing their happy faces was worth every minute.

By the evening, we were all tired but incredibly happy. On the way home, the kids chatted about their favorite parts of the day.

“Thank you for the best weekend ever, Grandma,” Emma said, giving me a big hug.

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A grandmother hugging her granddaughter | Source: Pexels

“My pleasure, darling,” I replied, hugging her back.

Later that evening, Allison came to pick up the kids.

As she walked in, she saw them in T-shirts from the amusement park, happily eating ice cream. Her face turned red with anger.

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An angry woman | Source: Unsplash

“What the hell?! Haven’t you read my rules?” she yelled.

I put down the dish I was drying and tried to stay calm.

“Allison, I tried my best to follow your rules, but I also wanted the kids to have a good time,” I said.

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A sad senior woman | Source: Midjourney

“No sugar, no amusement parks, no roller coasters! It was mentioned in the rules! What part of that did you not understand?” she shouted.

“Darling, the ice cream is sugar-free and lactose-free,” I explained, hoping to calm her down. “And we only went on the gentler rides. Their clothes got wet on a water ride, so I bought them new T-shirts.”

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A sad-looking senior woman | Source: Midjourney

“I wanted them to have fun,” I continued. “They were safe and happy the whole time. I didn’t think a few harmless activities would be such a big deal.”

“It’s not about what you think is harmless,” she snapped. “It’s about following our rules! If you can’t respect our parenting choices, you won’t be seeing them anymore!”

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An angry woman glaring at someone | Source: Unsplash

My heart pounded, and my hands trembled. “Please, Allison. I love these kids, and I will never do anything to harm them. Can we find a way to compromise?” I begged.

“No!” she said heartlessly. “You need to understand that these rules are in place for a reason. Until you can prove that you will follow them to the letter, you’re not seeing them again!”

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An older woman gasping | Source: Midjourney

“Mommy, we had so much fun with Grandma. Please don’t be mad,” Emma said softly.

“Yes, Mommy, Grandma took good care of us. We had the best weekend,” Jack added.

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Two children at home | Source: Pexels

Allison’s face softened for a moment, but then she hardened her expression again. “It’s not up for discussion. The rules are there for a reason,” she said, taking the kids by the hand.

I stood there, stunned, as Allison took the kids and left.

I couldn’t believe that trying to give my grandkids a memorable weekend had led to this.

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A woman wiping her eyes with a tissue | Source: Unsplash

Later that evening, my son Michael called.

“Mom, what happened? Allison is really upset,” Michael said.

I sighed, feeling the weight of the day. “I tried to follow the rules, but I also wanted the kids to have some fun. We went to the amusement park, but I made sure everything was safe and within reason.”

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An older woman on a phone call | Source: Pexels

“I get that, Mom. But you know how Allison is about her rules. She feels like they’re necessary for the kids’ well-being.”

“Don’t you think forbidding me from seeing them is a bit extreme?” I asked, my voice filled with worry.

Michael sighed. “I’ll talk to her. Maybe we can work something out. Just… try to be more mindful next time, okay?”

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A man on a phone call | Source: Unsplash

I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. “I will, Michael. I just love spending time with them so much. I didn’t mean to cause any trouble.”

A week later, Michael called again.

“We’ve talked it over, Mom. Allison is still upset, but she’s willing to give you another chance under strict conditions. She’ll send you a detailed list, and you need to follow it to the letter,” he said.

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A woman busy on her phone | Source: Unsplash

I felt a wave of relief wash over me. “I’ll do my best. Thank you for mediating this, Michael. I really appreciate it.”

“No problem, Mom. Just make sure to stick to the rules this time. Allison is very particular about them,” Michael reminded me gently.

“I understand. I’ll be more careful,” I promised.

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A woman using her phone and laptop simultaneously | Source: Pexels

As I hung up the phone, I felt a mix of emotions. I was grateful that Michael had helped smooth things over, but I also felt anxious about the strict conditions Allison would surely impose. I knew I had to be extra cautious from now on.

The next day, I received an email from Allison.

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A Gmail screen | Source: Unsplash

It was a detailed list of rules and guidelines for when the kids were with me. I read through it carefully, noting every detail. No sugar, no amusement parks, no roller coasters, specific meal times, and bedtimes.

It was a lot, but I was determined to follow it.

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A woman reading a list | Source: Pexels

I spent the following days preparing.

I stocked up on sugar-free snacks, planned activities that aligned with Allison’s rules, and set up a schedule that matched their routine at home.

I wanted to show Allison that I could respect her parenting choices and still provide a fun and loving environment for my grandkids.

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A platter with healthy snacks | Source: Unsplash

When the weekend finally came, I was ready.

I picked up Emma and Jack, making sure to go over the rules with them as well.

“We’re going to have a great time, but we need to follow Mommy’s rules, okay?” I told them.

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A grandmother and granddaughter | Source: Pexels

“Yes, Grandma,” they both agreed, looking excited for the weekend ahead.

We played board games, did arts and crafts, and read stories together.

The kids loved our new activities, and I felt proud that I was able to respect Allison’s wishes while still being a loving and fun grandmother.

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A child doing art | Source: Unsplash

One day, while picking up the kids, Allison spoke to me privately.

“I appreciate you trying to respect our rules. I know it’s hard, but it means a lot to us,” she said.

I looked at her and smiled. “I just want what’s best for the kids and to be a part of their lives. I’ll always respect your wishes,” I replied sincerely.

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A happy MIL and DIL | Source: Midjourney

Allison nodded, a small smile on her face. “Thank you, Mom. It’s important for them to have a strong relationship with you.”

Over time, the tension between us eased, and our relationship improved. The kids were always happy to spend time with me, and I learned to balance their parents’ strict rules with the fun and love only a grandmother can provide.

One weekend, the kids and I had a picnic in the backyard.

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A picnic basket, food, a book, and a hat | Source: Unsplash

We spread out a blanket and enjoyed a lovely lunch of sandwiches, fruit, and sugar-free treats. The kids laughed and played, and I felt a deep sense of joy watching them.

“Grandma, can we play hide and seek?” Jack asked excitedly.

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A happy boy | Source: Unsplash

“Of course, Jack! Let’s do it,” I said, smiling.

As we played, I noticed Allison watching us from the kitchen window. She seemed more relaxed, and I knew that our relationship was slowly healing. It wasn’t just about following rules but about understanding and respecting each other as a family.

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