stonegrody

I was left behind at Disneyland when I was 8. I was too scared/small to go on the big rollercoasters so the rest of my family would go on them while I waited behind the railing. They must have gotten off when I wasn't paying attention and went on to the next ride. I always did what I was told because I was afraid of my father so I just stood there and waited. A lot of time passed and still no sign of my family. Someone must have noticed because they brought over an employee to ask me questions. I didn't speak english all that well and I was scared out of my mind so I didn't have much useful information. The employee then gave me a big balloon that said "LOST" on it. A while later, I saw one of my brothers running my way and screaming "There you are!". I was crying by that point and was not happy at all. Finally my dad came over and gave me a brutal spanking. As if it was my fault.

In retrospect, is tying a balloon that says "LOST" on it to a lost kid really a good idea? Anyone could have come up and claimed me. Of course, after my butt whooping, I kinda hoped someone else would have. Oh well, I don't think they do that anymore. They probably learned that it was a bad idea pretty quick.

Disneylands slogan is "Happiest place on earth". Well, not that day.

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