Every night, Colleen saw twin girls in shabby clothes sitting alone in the park. When her curiosity got the best of her and she followed them, she stumbled upon a heartbreaking secret that would alter her life forever.
Hi, everyone! I’m Colleen, 32 years old and still single. No kids yet, though I’ve dated my fair share of guys. I love kids so much and can’t wait to have my own, but it’s so hard to find true love these days. But hey, no rush.
I decided to wait for the right man, unaware that my life would change in ways I never imagined.
It all began when I saw twin girls, about 8 years old, in old shabby clothes sitting on the same bench in the park where I walked my dog. Their eyes, filled with a haunting sadness, drew me in each evening as they sat alone on the same bench. No parents or adults were ever around, and their loneliness was palpable.
One evening, the chill in the air was sharper, and the girls were there again, shivering in their old jackets.
The streetlights flickered on as darkness crept in. My concern grew unbearable, and I decided to discreetly follow them to see who would come for them.
As the sun began to set, the girls stood up, holding each other’s hands tightly. They walked with hesitant steps and left the park alone. My worry deepened with every step they took, and I followed them, determined to ensure their safety.
To my surprise, they boarded a bus, looking even smaller and more vulnerable under the harsh fluorescent lights. I followed them and noticed how they huddled together and whispered softly. They traveled nine stops and each mile made my anxiety grow.
When they finally got off, I was stunned beyond words because they walked into a wealthy neighborhood. The contrast between their appearance and the grand houses around them was jarring. They approached a particularly large home and entered without hesitation.
I stood there, frozen in disbelief. What was going on? Why were these clearly neglected girls living in such an affluent area? Something didn’t add up, and my gut told me I needed to investigate further.
Taking a deep breath, I walked up to the house and rang the doorbell. A maid answered, eyeing me suspiciously.
“Can I help you?” she asked, her tone clipped.
“Yes, I’d like to speak with the parents of the twin girls who just came in,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
The maid hesitated, then nodded. “Wait here, please.”
Five long minutes passed before a man appeared at the door. His expensive suit and cold demeanor screamed wealth and indifference.
“What do you want?” he snapped.
I swallowed hard. “Sir, I’m concerned about your daughters. I’ve seen them alone in the park every evening, and it’s not safe—”
He cut me off. “That’s none of your business. Don’t show up here again.” The door slammed in my face.
I walked away, my mind racing. Something was very wrong here, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that those girls needed help.
The next day, I went to the park earlier than usual. Around 4 PM, the twins appeared, settling onto their usual bench. Gathering my courage, I approached them.
By choosing to get involved, I not only changed the lives of two wonderful little girls but also found a love and purpose I never knew I was missing.
To the people reading this, I urge you: if you see something that doesn’t seem right, speak up. You never know whose life you might change.
Wish list written by a foster child in Oklahoma
Dreamcatchers for Abused Children is a non-profit organization devoted to reform of abused children. According to their website, their main goal is to “educate the public on all aspects of child abuse such as symptoms, intervention, prevention, statistics, reporting, and helping victims locate the proper resources necessary to achieve a full recovery.”
Recently, the organization shared a heartbreaking list written by a child from Oklahoma who ended up in the foster system after enduring severe abuse from both his parents who were heavy alcoholics. The boy never experienced love or the joys a childhood normally brings. All he ever knew was negligence and starvation.
Years went by before a neighbor noticed that horrible things were taking place in the boy’s home and decided to alert social services.
Once police intervened, the boy was taken to the Dreamcatchers for Abused Children organization who made sure the little one ends in a new and loving home.
Finally, when the organization found the perfect family and shared the great news with the boy, he made a wish list on which he included all the things he wanted in his new forever home.
Needless to say, the list melted many people’s hearts. Many took their time to comment how the things on the list are not something a child should dream of because they should have them automatically as most of them are just basic needs.
This is the list:
“Things I want in my family:
I want food and water.
Don’t hit on me.
A house with running water and lights.
I want love.
Mom and dad don’t fight.
I want no drugs.
Don’t kill my pets.
Help with school.
Nice clean clothes.
No lice. No bug in house.
Clean house.
Clean bed with covers.
Don’t sell my toys.
Treated fair.
Don’t get drunk.
Tv in house.
Let me keep my school stuff.
Nice shoes.
My own comb soap. Nice house and safe and heater coat.
Toothbrush.”
This list is a reminder that we should never take the things we have for granted.
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