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Poor Mom Buys Baby Shoes at Flea Market, Puts Them on Her Kid and Hears Crackling from inside — Story of the Day

Roshanak Hannani
Jun 03, 2024
06:02 A.M.

A poor mom hears a strange crackling sound as she tries to slip a pair of cheap shoes onto her baby's tiny feet. Assuming the seller had deceived her, she checks it and finds a note hidden under the insole. This note leads her to a series of unbelievable events just days later.

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On a foggy Saturday morning, the Antiques Junk Sale flea market buzzed with activity.

Mary navigated the crowded tents, her spirits dampened slightly by the chilly air and her last $10 burning a hole in her pocket.

She was on a mission to find a pair of affordable shoes for her two-year-old daughter, Sasha.

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As a single mother juggling the care of her disabled mother and the demands of a part-time waitressing job, every penny counted.

Her eyes scanned the cluttered stalls filled with relics and bargains, but her seasoned instincts drew her to a particular stall displaying children's items.

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Among the worn toys and faded garments, a pair of tiny red leather baby shoes caught her eye.

They looked almost new, made from what appeared to be expensive leather—a surprising find among the usual offerings.

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"Such beautiful shoes, and priced so low? Could this really be for real?" Mary murmured to herself, her suspicion tickling the back of her mind.

The vendor, noticing her interest and hesitation, quickly chimed in, "A gentleman brought these in this morning—said he was clearing out his nephew’s old things. Got them for a song, so I'm passing the savings on!"

Mary was torn between her caution and the irresistible urge to give her daughter something nice. The shoes were charming, their glossy red surface gleaming under the market’s dim lights.

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After a moment's deliberation, she handed over her last bill because the shoes felt almost too good to be true.

Back home, Mary's excitement couldn’t be contained as she presented the shoes to Sasha.

"Look what Mama found for you, sweetie! Brand-new shoes!" she exclaimed.

But as she fitted the shoes onto Sasha's tiny feet, a peculiar crackling sound stopped her cold.

The noise seemed to come from the insole, and with a puzzled frown, Mary felt around and discovered something hard beneath the padding.

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Curiosity turned to concern as she carefully extracted a folded, crumpled note from under the insole. The handwriting was rushed, almost desperate:

"Please help me. I've been held against my will for years. Here is the address…"

Fear clenched Mary’s stomach as she read and reread the note. What if it was true? What if someone’s life depended on me?

She rushed to her mother, Doris, who was knitting in the living room. "Mom, look at this! What should we do?" Mary asked, her hands trembling.

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Doris took the note, her eyes skimming the message. "Oh, Mary, it’s probably just some kids playing a prank. These things happen," she replied, pursing her lips.

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But Mary couldn’t let it go. "But what if it’s real? What if someone is really in trouble?" she insisted, frowning.

Her mother still believed it was nothing, but Mary felt compelled to act. She reported the note to the police, who promised to investigate.

A few days later, they called back to report that their search of the address turned up nothing suspicious.

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"Mrs. Browne, it appears to have been a false alarm—perhaps just a distasteful joke," Officer Dan explained apologetically.

Mary hung up the phone, defeated, but her concern was still there. Someone is in danger! I know it! But what can I do?

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As she mulled over her next steps, a sudden shout from Doris shattered her thoughts. "Mary, hurry! Sasha’s heading towards the street!"

Mary spun and ran without a second thought. It was just in time to see her daughter toddling dangerously close to the road.

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An incoming car threatened to destroy everything precious to her, but a passerby lunged forward and grabbed her baby before tragedy could strike.

Mary kept running until her daughter was in her arms, and she thanked the stranger as relieved tears started flowing freely.

"Thank you so much... I can't begin to express my gratitude," Mary said, her voice choked with emotion. The stranger nodded, worried himself.

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"You know, it's only when we truly engage with the problems of those around us that we can consider ourselves truly humane," he remarked thoughtfully. "I just did what seemed right. Take care of your little one."

Those words resonated with Mary, allowing her to make the right decision: She needed to follow the trail of the mysterious note.

***

Later that night, as Doris drifted into a deep sleep, Mary prepared for her clandestine journey and quietly slipped out to follow the address left on the message.

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After driving for hours, Mary arrived outside a sprawling mansion, its grounds patrolled by vigilant guard dogs.

She parked a safe distance away and considered what to do while waiting for any sign of the homeowner.

Soon, a man in blue denim and a mahogany overcoat appeared and got into his car almost as if he were in a hurry. Mary didn’t have much time to hesitate, so she followed him...into the deepest parts of the forest.

"This is too risky," her mind whispered as the trees got denser. "Turn back." But her resolve was firmer than her fear. "No, I need to see this through. Someone's life might depend on it."

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The man's car eventually stopped in a secluded area. Mary held her breath as she parked her car and stealthily followed him to a small cabin.

She checked her phone and was dismayed to discover almost no signal, and as she tried to move around, it went dead. She was truly alone.

So, Mary got behind a tree and watched the man entering the cabin with groceries retrieved from the trunk of his car. The cabin’s door thumped with finality.

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The woods were eerily silent, and as the minutes ticked by, Mary's anxiety mounted. She couldn’t just leave without knowing for sure.

Taking a deep breath, she crept closer while watching every single step to avoid making noise. She remained waiting just by the windows when the man finally left.

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This is my chance! Mary tried to open the door, the windows, the side panels, etc. Nothing worked until she stumbled upon a hidden cellar door covered in overgrowth.

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She placed her ear on the wooden surface and detected the sounds of chains scraping against the floor. There’s someone here!

Mary rushed back to her and grabbed a crowbar to pry the lock. After over 10 attempts, the lock gave way, and she opened the door. Musty air wafted into her nostrils, making her sneeze.

Her eyes widened in horror as she descended and saw a woman and a young girl, both pale and frightened, chained to the wall. They both were cowering into each other until they realized it wasn’t the man.

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"I found the note you left in the shoe. I’m here to help," Mary whispered urgently, her hands working quickly to unlock their chains. "Hurry, we must leave before he returns!"

As Mary and her newfound charges were about to leave through the cellar door, they realized it was jammed shut.

They searched for another exit in panic, but their efforts were halted by heavy footsteps descending toward the basement.

A menacing figure blocked their path. "Where do you think you're going?" he barked, his presence looming over them.

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The woman and the girl hid behind Mary, who scanned the room desperately for anything to use as a weapon.

"You shouldn't have come here. Now you'll all pay," the kidnapper snarled, advancing toward Mary.

Just as he reached for her, a sudden thud echoed through the room — she had struck him with the crowbar, knocking him to the ground.

"Run! Don't stop!" Mary shouted, and they dashed to her car, only to find the keys missing.

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With the man in hot pursuit, they fled into the woods. He knew the terrain better and quickly caught up, using a log to trip the little girl and retake control.

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“No!”

***

Mary and the strange woman and girl were once again locked inside the cabin basement, but the man’s behavior made this entire ordeal even more bizarre.

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He tended to the girl's injury, calling her "honey" and apologizing profusely.

He then coerced the woman into a slow dance to an old melody playing on a gramophone, all while Mary watched, confused and horrified.

The woman revealed to Mary in hushed tones that they were not his family. They had been kidnapped after their car broke down and had been held captive ever since.

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The address in the note was gleaned from a discarded package the man left there — their last desperate attempt to communicate with the outside world.

As the man served them a meager dinner and left, Mary noticed her phone on the ground, miraculously discarded.

She quickly plugged it into the TV tuner’s charger and dialed 911. After a frantic call, she heard the faint sound of sirens approaching.

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"Help! We’re in here!" they screamed, but the soundproof walls muffled their cries.

Fortunately, the police officers had brought their dogs, and they found the secret cellar door.

***

"Mrs. Browne, that was incredibly brave," Officer Dan commended her as they emerged from the cabin. Rose and her daughter, Sarah, had been missing for three years.

The kidnapper, driven mad by grief and delusion after losing his own family, believed he was keeping his late wife and child close. He was arrested and taken for psychiatric evaluation.

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Mary returned home to a relieved but stern Doris, who embraced her tightly, as they both teared up. She was proud of her daughter.

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Despite the risks, Mary had changed lives forever and promised to remain in contact with Rose and Sarah.

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A suspicious boy breaks into his neighbor lady's house when he sees his dad sneaking into her home every evening. What he discovers next jolts him to the core and alters everything he thought he knew about his dad. Click here to read the full story.

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