AmberG

My mother was SIX when my scout master grandfather sniped her. He left her in the woods in the DARK with no flashlight with a bag and told her to catch the big white bird. She wasn't scared at first, but after about 15 minutes she was terrified. She knew her way back to the camp, but not in the dark. He got in trouble with the wife for that, and the wife told my mother to get him back. So one day she jumped out and scared him. He dropped the trash bag, and remained angry the rest of the day at her. My mother never, I repeat, she never did it again to him. Isn't that so hypocritical? Sad a baby girl can't trust her father even for a small joke.