I got abducted as a kid

When I was 3, I got kidnapped. Yep, kidnapped. My mom and dad left me at my mama's house as they were going to some marriage. I was playing outside my mama valla house, minding my own business, probably digging dirt or something, and this random person just took me. Now, I was a quiet kid like, very quiet. So instead of screaming or throwing a tantrum, I just went along like, Alright, guess this is what we’re doing now.

My grandma came out with food to feed me, saw me missing, freaked out and called my mama, and the entire family and the neighborhood turned into a search party. Everyone was running in different directions like it was some kind of a treasure hunt, except the prize was me, a little dumbass.

Finally, my atha found me. Apparently, I was, chilling under a tree with some random lady near a school about a kilometer away. When my atha asked the lady what the hell was going on, she cooked up a story about saving me from an old man who was apparently the real kidnapper🙄

They wanted to lodge a complaint with the police against the lady, but I guess they were just relieved to have me back. That event stuck so hard in everyone’s mind that even now, as a grown ఎద్దు, they treat me like I’m still a kid sometimes.

Sometimes, I wonder what would’ve happened to me in a parallel universe where my atha didn’t find me. ఏక్ నిరంజన్

PS. Taken movie level lo expect chesunte kshaminchandi.