So last night I was on Facebook when I saw a thing about a young autistic boy who had gone missing from my area. Something in me said that I should go out and look for him, and that even if I didn't find him at least it would be a good time of night to go for a drive. Living in an area where there's a lot of woods and Wildlife another dangers, I just thought of my niece I would hope that someone totally unrelated to my family or friends would take the time out of their day to go look for her. I had read a couple of the comments on the post related to the boy being missing since 5:30 p.m. and learned his name from those posts. So I grabbed what flashlights I had hopped in my car, said a prayer, and took off. I went to one of my favorite beaches thinking that the kid might be there. I begin calling out his name, and thought that I heard someone yell back about 1/4 of a mile up from where I was. So I drove it's fast as I could I'm pulled over about 1/4 of a mile up and start calling his name again. This time almost clears day I heard a frail little voice yell back "I'm down here, I'm hurt, and I can't move my leg". I assured him that I was there to help him and that I was going to call and let the police know that I had found him that his mom and dad were very scared and that there was a bunch of people out looking for him. I called 911 and told the dispatcher where I was and gave all my information. A few moments later guy from search and rescue one County over had come up to help his girlfriend look for the boy and I flagged him down and pointed out where the kid was. They played Marco Polo, one to keep the kid calm and two to help him find where he was located. Be in the middle of the night and in a very secluded area, there was almost no light. Part of the joys and curses of living in the country. I'm just glad that I listen to my inner voice and took the initiative and the time to get my car and actually go out and look for him. I wasn't sure if I was going to find him but there was something in me that just said that I needed to go and look. I'm glad that I did because the story could have had a much different ending. So Good Deeds being done, a family gets to stay whole and happy this holiday season.
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