Panic Ensues
When I was eight, I was at a birthday party for my neighbor’s daughter. We had mutual friends, and one of them, let’s call him Toby, wasn’t really the brightest. We all weren’t, but he took the cake, like eating a wasp once and then wondering why his mouth was swollen.
Anyway, the daughter challenged us to a game of hide and seek. For context, they lived on a big farm, so there was plenty of space to hide. To keep the game from going too long, we all agreed to only hide in the barn and on the main plot, and not the meadow behind it.
It only took the daughter about 15 minutes to find me and the other kids invited to the party, except for said Mr. Darkhead Toby. Soon, we started to panic. By this time, it was about 5:30 PM and we were all getting ready to go home, but Toby was nowhere to be found.
Our parents agreed to let us stay until 7 PM, hoping that he was found by then. After Toby wasn’t found, Toby’s parents called 9-1-1 and a search squad was sent out. Still no sign of him, the officers gave up.
The next morning, I woke up to my parents telling me, in a tone of relief, that Toby was found. When I heard what happened, I couldn’t believe it.
Apparently, Toby somewhat got lost in the meadow and was only found eight hours later standing on the side of a road that was four MILES away, with his shorts and t-shirt all ripped and damaged.
He was only found after a relative spotted him with his headlights. Oh, did I mention that Toby was new to the area and didn’t know where what was? We are still friends to this day, 18 years later, and whenever we are really bored, we bring this story up and just laugh our guts out about it.
About him not being very bright, yeah, he now has his masters degree in mechanical engineering. So glad this story ended well, or else my life would be different now. Source: Reddit/hotheadeduser