Broken Home
Worked as an airport employee for a while. One of my duties was to accompany minors who were flying alone. Well there was this tiny boy, ten at the time, that I had to meet after his check-in. His mom checked him in, she saw me waiting, then she said, “Can you give me a few minutes to say goodbye?” I said sure, stepped aside, then she knelt so she can look the boy in the eye. She brought him to me after a few minutes so I walked with the boy towards the gate. He looked sad, so I made small talk and told him where he was going and if he were meeting someone where he’s going.
Apparently his parents are separated and his mom is sending him to his dad because she can’t afford to feed him adequately and send him to school. She also can’t afford a round-trip plane ticket to go with him which is why the kid’s flying alone. He said he’s never going to see his mom again, because he’s sure his dad won’t allow him to.
As a child of a bad divorce myself, his story broke my heart.
Story credit : Reddit / suspicious_gay