A Four Year Old Girl Escaped From My Basement In The Middle Of The Night

A Four Year Old Girl Escaped From My Basement In The Middle Of The Night<br><br>Dave woke to the sound of his daughter crying. His first thought was his baby monitor had cut out, but when he got outta bed and checked on her he found that it was working. She screamed for her dad in such a pitch he felt it in his teeth. <br><br>"Joanna! Jojo! Stop!" He screamed back, while getting in the car and throwing the doors open.<br><br>She was sitting in the passenger seat, about eight months old and baby blue eyed. She had been left on his front porch years ago in a plastic bin with only a bottle and a blanket. <br><br>He had to pry her little hands outta the steering wheel, and while he did that she screamed. Once he finally got her out wailing he put her on the backseat and closed the car doors, locked them so she couldn't open them and froze. He looked all around his property for anyone that had left her, but he was once again alone. His wife climbed outta the car, Jojo still on the floor of the back wailing in the eight seater station wagon his family owned. She eyed his face and knew something was happening. <br><br>"Gwen," He said, once she was close enough to him. "Will you take Jojo inside for me please?"<br><br>"Sure," She said. "What the hell is going on?" She asked as Jojo screamed bloody murder in her arms.<br><br>"Just go inside," He said.<br><br>Gwen did as she was told and he was left outside looking everywhere for anyone. <br><br>He yelled at the top of his lungs. "Who's here? I know y'all are here! Tell me who y'all are!"<br><br>She laughed from the backseat. He turned to see Jojo in the backseat with her little arms around herself, like she was holding herself. He saw a little hand on her torso. It was so small and pale. <br><br>Dave ran towards the car, ready to take whoever it was out. But he stopped once he opened the doors and saw the face of a little girl, I assume younger than two years looking back at him. He didn't know what to do, so he just stared. <br><br>"You took me! You took me and locked me up!"<br><br>"Who is you?" I said.<br><br>She said nothing. <br><br>"Who are you!" He screamed. <br><br>"I'M NAOHMI!" She screamed back. He didn't think that little kid could say his name like that. "And that's mine! She came into my house and stole my Grandpaa." The little girl was so angry Dave could see her little chest moving with each of her breaths.<br><br>The next morning, the Sweeneys from across the street found their little girl at the top of a tree. She had a broken rib and bruises all over her head. She didn't remember anything, and all she could say to explain is that their Granddaughter had taken her.<br><br>Of course they called the cops. Two deputies showed up..but there is no little girl.<br><br>"You sure you didn't make that up?" The deputy asked their son and girls.<br><br>"Nooooo. My granddaughter came back. She got us and she got her four kids!" The little girl said.<br><br>The deputies and their parents looked at each other in confusion.<br><br>"What four kids?" The cop asked.<br><br>"My three sons and my daughter. Me. The one you took from my Grandpaa's house!" She screamed.