So today early evening I throw some clothes on and grab my bare foot child…were only going to the gas station real quick after all. I’m heading down the busiest road in town…it’s a small two lane…but it’s a main drag from our city to the next, at 6:30pm its always 90 or nothing and balls to the walls on that street…so I pull out and am driving along…trying to get Raigen to be quiet for one minute so I can focus on driving.(a battle I have fought in the car with her since birth) Well I’m trucking along down the road…its under heavy development at the moment so work trucks are all over the place…but its still not developed a lot and we have a lot of empty lots…canals and dirt paths for ATV’s and dirt bikes…well I’m driving along look down to make sure I’m under the speed limit (I have a lead foot) and when I look up I have to swerve and lock up my brakes to avoid hitting…a baby walking down the street wearing only a diaper! I look behind me and thank god for once no one was tail gating…I pull and quick u-turn and wedge my car on half on the side of the road and scream out my window at him…still walking down the street thank god he didn’t take off running on me…so there I am running down the road after this baby…luckily (and sadly) he allowed a stranger to pick him up…another car saw this and stopped…. there are only 2 homes one this street…every other lot is still empty…. on the other side of the road was a canal!

He was near a house for sale which is empty so I called the cops….moved my car and got my own 2 year old out…hoping maybe he would calm down after seeing her…he didn’t speak at all and looked Spanish…had a lot of scars all over him aswell…I call 911 and they send a car…15 minutes after almost hitting him a child maybe 12 comes out of this house and says she was looking for him…I lecture her…well more like scream…for the next few minutes as mama hormones take over…I imagined that being my own child (which I cant imagine it being) I told her I called the cops and that social workers would for sure check into this…yelled at her letting her know that we have A LOT of sexual predators in our neighborhood and she is lucky I picked him up and not one of them..and lucky I didn’t run him over (which would of no lie killed me!) Well she goes inside because I said I had to go before I strangled her…well I wait for the cops to come to make sure he does belong there…I call them back and let them know the address he went into…and then I’ll be damned he comes crawling out an open window butted up against the main drag….so I go running out of the car again! Risking my own life…and grab him…walk back to the window and put him inside…as I lift the blinds I peek in…4 kids under 5 are sitting in there looking back at me…all filthy…one was a small baby (couldn’t roll over so under 9 months at least) screaming and crying naked on the bed…my heart sank…the doors were closed and they were in there with only a bed…and an open window. So I’m half in the window on the phone still with 911 and then some other child I hadn’t seen comes in the room…maybe 7-8…finally the cops come...thank god because I was losing my mind…that was the worst thing I have ever seen…a baby in the street and unattended young children…crying...dirty and unsafe all together…I hope to god and everything else that someone does something…this obviously isn’t the first time something like this has happened….and I hope that family knows that I will be watching there every move….so I’m going to go and hug my own baby right now…and know that I am at least a better parent then some.