{"id":22463,"date":"2024-10-07T00:12:33","date_gmt":"2024-10-07T00:12:33","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=22463"},"modified":"2024-10-07T00:12:34","modified_gmt":"2024-10-07T00:12:34","slug":"the-girl-who-disappeared","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pulsperry.com\/?p=22463","title":{"rendered":"The Girl Who Disappeared."},"content":{"rendered":"\n

The Girl Who Disappeared, A brave search leads to rescuing a girl who disappeared on the slopes.<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
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Shortly after Christmas, when I was eleven, my family and I were near Snoqualmie Pass, about fifty miles east of Seattle. We were enjoying a day of sledding when I noticed a girl with a shiny new red circular saucer, far more advanced than my old black inner tube. As I made my way down the slope, I watched in awe as she sped down the mountain. But as the slope flattened, she kept going until she suddenly vanished.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Panicked, I turned in every direction, searching for her, but she was nowhere to be seen. While everyone around me got up and trudged back up the hill, I was determined to find her. Despite my insistence, no one believed me. I ventured off the beaten path, sinking into the heavy, wet snow, and followed the faint tracks of the red saucer. After a grueling trek, I discovered a dark hole where the tracks ended and heard the girl\u2019s cries from below.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Without time to go back up to my parents, I found an adult and explained the situation. He quickly rallied others, and soon a rope was lowered down to the creek fourteen feet below the snowpack. The girl was rescued, cold and wet but unharmed, and reunited with her father. Reflecting on the event, I wondered why it was so hard to get anyone to believe me and what might have happened if I had been the one with the new saucer that day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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