
My Son Wouldn’t Stop Waving at the Empty Backyard – I Checked the Footage and Froze
When I pulled up the security footage that night, my hands were shaking so hard I could barely hold my phone. There was Max—my little boy—waving at the window just like he always did. But then, just a few feet from the old treehouse, something moved in the shadows. A figure appeared that made my heart stop, freezing in my chest like ice. Life had once been perfect. Richard and I had built a beautiful life together. We had two amazing kids, and our house was full of laughter and