Attention all costumers and employees, we have a Code Adam, 3 years old girl, wearing a white shirt, blue jeans, and pink shoes, brown eyes, and her name is Yara…
YES… WE LOST YARA!!!!!
That would be the worst nightmare any parent can go through ever in their lives, and our nightmare came true today at Walmart.
Fatina and I went to Walmart today to look for some stuff for the house, at some point wo went 2 different ways (we usually do that we she starts looking for either kids stuff or kitchen thingies) , 10 minutes later she called me to ask me if Yara with me or not… I was like “Yara??? No isn’t she with you??”.
Fatina started screaming over the phone “Maaaaaaaaaaai …Yara da3at.. da3at el benet, mesh la2yaha wala makan” .
I didn’t know what to think any more, I started running around the store calling her name, the only thing came to my mind that someone took her and she is maybe out of the store already.. my god .. we lost Yara!!!!!!!!! .. all of a sudden, it hit me right in the head.. can I be more stupid??? I ran as fast as I can to customer service and told the manager that there is a 3 years old girl missing and I’m a afraid that she might go out the store.
The manager took an action right a way and announce a Code Adam, and described Yara as I told him, and he made sure to watch all the gates in case she leaves either by herself, or with someone else other than me or her mom, all the employees started the search as soon as the code was announced.
Those were the LONGEST 15 minutes in my entire life, I told Fatina to look in the bathroom, fitting rooms, and watch the gates, and I was running from section to another calling her name, I felt my heartbeat was more than 180 I swear to god, I got to a point a couldn’t breath, but instead I started screaming her name louder and louder, all I wanted at that moment is to find her, when I heard the manager calling my name and saying that he found the kid I jumped their within 5 seconds.
Goodness God, Oh My God, YARA.. she was there with one of the ladies, smiling, I hold her and started crying “y3ademni yahom le yahood ya Yara, walek keef fletti mn el 3arabayeh enti? , ya rabbi… el 7amdolla enek mnee7a”
Ops.. Fatina, I have to call her “Fatina, Ta3alli haina hoon”.
Poor Fatina, her face was full of tears, and her face was sooooo pale, she hugged her and sat in the ground and started crying even more.
MY GOD.. that was the worst experience in my entire life… Thank God she was safe and sound.. to be hounest, I’m still shaking till this moment, I can’t feel my knees, and my heartbeat is still high, I can still feel like it will bump out of my chest.
El7amdolla 3ala Kol Shi.. Ejat Saleemeh.