The Time I Ran Away TO Home!
On Sunday morning my Dad would drop us off for Sunday School and then go back home to get my Mom and we would all attend church together after Sunday School.
One Sunday for some reason I was the only one who went to Sunday School and when it was over I waited for my Mom to come to church. I waited and waited and waited.
The church service had started and there was no sign of my family. They had forgotten about me and my only hope of ever seeing them again was to walk home.
I started my trek towards home. The route was some pretty busy roads that I had no business walking down or across by myself. I don’t know how far I had gotten before a police car stopped and picked me up.
He took me home and my Dad was there! I was never so happy to see him!
He picked me up as I ran out of the car and I sobbed and sobbed.
Shortly thereafter my Mom came racing home as I was nowhere to be found at church.
Word got around quickly of my weekend escapes and I was completely humiliated at school on Monday when everyone teased me about being seen in the back of a police car.
I’m happy to report that was my one and only time
There’s no place like home
Peace and Love,
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