My daughter called me at work on Friday to ask for permission to sleep over at a friends' house. Since she has done so previously, I had no problem saying yes. Well, after I got home, every minute and a half, these two girls were calling me ( they are 8) from the land line and the cell phone, laughing like crazy. At first, I was like, okay... whatever. After two hours, I was getting cranky, so I told my daughter if she called again I would come and get her. So, it happened again, and I told Ciana to get her things together because I was on my way over. I hopped in the car and drove straight over. When I got there, both girls were outside ALONE with NO coats on, sobbing hysterically standing by the stop sign, halfway down the block from the friends' house. ( this is Utah, at 9:30 pm, in the SNOW and freezing wind) There are no street lights on this street. I was LIVID. I went up to the house and knocked on the door. The father answered, ( there's more)
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