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Back at Sam's house her mom did her morning routine, she woke up brushed her teeth, ran on the treadmill for 30mins and took a shower, then she called for Sam to come down for breakfast. It was normal for Sam not to come right out on the first call. She usually responds on the 3rd breakfast call. Sam's mother found it odd that she didn't run down after the 6th time of her calling her name. She walked up to her room and knocked on the door to see if everything was ok. But again Sam didn't reply, so she opened the door and peeped her head in and called for her child, but again no reply. She opened the door all the way and walked in to see that her bed was still made up and Sam was no where in sight. She didn't want to panic so she called her phone, but when it went straight to voicemail her heart stopped for a second. She called again and again and again thinking that it would ring and Sam would pick up, but she knew that would not happen. The worst thoughts ran thru her mind she, she fell to the floor crying and hoping she would walk thru the door. She needed to call her father to let him know that Sam was not at home that she hasn't been there all night, she assumed. She called her husband's number with the quickness praying that he would pick up. "Sorry I'm not there yet for breakfast bu.." She stopped him mid sentence screaming "SHES GONE SHES GONE OUR BABY SHES GONE. I CALLED HER FOR BREAKFAST AND WENT TO HER ROOM BUT SHES GONE. FIND MY BABY FIND MY BABY. DAMNIT JOHN FIND MY BABY!!!!" John who was taken by surprise didn't know how to respond. I mean really finding your daughters best friend shot dead last night and now your child is missing, he was about to lose his mind with what he just heard. He dropped his phone and shot thru the police doors. He hopped in his car speeding all the way home. With the sirens on going full speed he reached his house in 8mins flat. He broke thru the front door and rushed up stairs to Sam's room and found his wife there holding a picture and her favorite stuffed bear going thur a mental break down......

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