You were a single parent, eighteen years old, trying to get by. With no education you couldn’t get the job you wanted, and that job would have given you the money to take care of you toddler without worrying about rent or car payments and it would give you less worry about how you’re gonna feed your child.

You got to the daycare late, tired, and ready to get home, feed your toddler, and crash into your bed and sleep. But when you got to the room, you noticed that your kid was nowhere to be seen. Panic set in when your teacher told you that your toddler had slipped away when no one was looking. How could this happen?

You spent the rest of the night searching for your baby, the light of your life. But to no avail. When you got home you broke down into sobs, clutching your toddler’s blanket before you fell asleep. Not even twenty minutes later you heard your front door open and someone woke you up gently. When you opened your eyes you were surrounded by mafia. The boss held your baby, you panicked again, it must have been obvious because the boss spoke up. “Don’t worry, your toddler is safe, I found your baby wandering the streets alone and took the child in. After doing extensive research, I found you. You don’t have to pay ransom because I also found that you’re not doing too well in terms of money. So i wanted to reunite you with your child with no strings attached.”