Mystery story 2025-03-14 15:54:32

I Came Home to Find My Daughter and Babysitter Missing — the AirTag Showed She Was at the Airport

A simple babysitting job turned into my worst nightmare when I came home and found the babysitter and my daughter missing! When I discovered what happened to them, who was involved, and why, I went into a rage!

 

In the 40 years I've been alive, I've experienced all kinds of things, but I never expected my life to turn into something out of a suspense novel! Last Friday, that's exactly what happened! But before I get to that, let me give you some background information.

A happy businesswoman | Source: Midjourney

A happy businesswoman | Source: Midjourney

My ex-husband, Daniel, and I split two years ago, and to say it was messy would be putting it mildly! His mother, Brenda, never liked me, but after the divorce, her resentment turned into something more, something bitter, personal, and relentless.

She saw me as the villain in Daniel's life, the reason everything went wrong, and she made sure I knew it every chance she got. Since the divorce, things had been better with Brenda because I hardly had to deal with her.

 
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A mean-looking woman | Source: Midjourney

The only time we interacted was because of mine and Daniel's daughter, Lily. She was five years old, bright, full of energy, and the only thing in my life that truly mattered.

At the beginning of the week of that fateful Friday, my baby girl had come down with a cold. Nothing serious, just enough to make her a little tired and sniffly. I hated leaving her at home, but I couldn't take more time off work. Little did I know that my decision would land me in the most stressful situation I've ever been in!

A sickly little girl | Source: Midjourney

A sickly little girl | Source: Midjourney

 

Having no other way out, daycare refused to attend to sickly children, and not wanting to reach out to Daniel or his mother, I had Jessica, my regular babysitter, watch her. Jessica was a sweet college student with impressive references, and she had always been reliable.

She'd been looking after Lily for months, and I trusted her completely. All went well while I was at work until that Friday evening. When I pulled into my driveway, I was already thinking about curling up on the couch with Lily and her favorite blanket to watch one of her beloved movies.

A woman cuddling her daughter | Source: Midjourney

A woman cuddling her daughter | Source: Midjourney

I looked forward to cheering her up and had even picked up some soup for her on my way home. But the moment I stepped inside, something felt off.

 

The house was quiet. Too quiet.

No usual cartoons in the background. No little giggles. No soft humming from Jessica as she moved around the kitchen, singing along to the radio's soft background music. Just silence.

My stomach dropped.

A concerned woman | Source: Midjourney

A concerned woman | Source: Midjourney

"Lily?" I called out. "Jessica?"

Silence.

I moved quickly, checking the living room, the kitchen, Lily's bedroom, nothing. My heart pounded harder with every empty space I found!

Maybe they had stepped outside? Gone for a short walk? But Jessica always let me know before taking Lily anywhere.

 

I pulled out my phone and called her. It rang. And rang. And rang.

No answer.

I tried again. Straight to voicemail.

Now, my hands were shaking. Something wasn't right.

A distressed woman | Source: Midjourney

A distressed woman | Source: Midjourney

Then I noticed it, Lily's pink backpack was missing! The one she never left home without.

And that's when I remembered.

The AirTag!

A few months ago, I had slipped the small tracking device inside that very bag. At the time, I had felt a little ridiculous, like I was being paranoid. But now, I was grateful for it!

 

I opened the tracking app, barely able to breathe as the location loaded.

And there it was.

Lily's backpack was at the airport!

A woman looking at her phone | Source: Midjourney

A woman looking at her phone | Source: Midjourney

My blood ran cold!

And for a second, my mind refused to process what I was seeing. The airport? What the hell was my daughter doing at the airport?!

I didn't stop to think about it further. I knew I needed to act immediately! So I grabbed my keys and ran out!

The drive was a blur of red lights I barely stopped for and angry honks I ignored. I kept checking the app, refreshing the location over and over.

 

Still at the airport.

Still there.

A woman driving while holding her phone | Source: Midjourney

A woman driving while holding her phone | Source: Midjourney

As I weaved my way through what little traffic there was, driving through red robots and dodging cars left and right, I couldn't help the speculations forming in my mind. Was Jessica involved? Had she been tricked? Was my daughter being taken out of the city? Out of the country?

By the time I pulled into the parking lot, my entire body felt numb! I barely parked properly and didn't even lock my car—I just ran!

I pushed through the crowd, scanning faces frantically. And then I saw it!

The pink backpack!

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