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The worst 20 minutes of my life

Thirty seconds was all it took to turn a shopping trip into my worst nightmare.

Standing in Toys R Us, my husband spotted a work colleague and turned to say hello. I also turned to say hello. And the moment I turned back, our two-year-old son was gone. Just like that.

At first I did a quick dash around the aisle, calling his name, expecting to find him crouched down on the floor playing with a toy. But he wasn’t. He wasn’t in any of the aisles. I screamed and screamed and screamed his name. My husband called store staff over and they started searching the aisles. The manager checked out back. The shopping centre security guards were immediately notified.

We looked, we moved toys from shelves and we kept screaming his name. But my son was gone. It felt like he had vanished into thin air.

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