A little boy stops in his tracks when he answers the doorbell and discovers a box on the doorstep with a crying baby inside – but who had mercilessly abandoned the child out there in the cold, let alone in a box?
When Kevin Anderson turned 6, he asked his parents to give him something that left them awestruck. “Mommy! Daddy!” he said. “Do you promise me that you will get me what I want for my birthday?”
“Sure, honey,” his mother, Caroline, said. “What exactly do you want?”
“Well, I think I know it,” his father, Andrew, guessed. “Isn’t it the latest Transformers collection? I know Kevin wants that!”
“No, Daddy!” Kevin giggled. “I want a little baby! Paul told me that when his sister was born, his parents said she was a gift from God. Can you please ask God to give me a little sister too? Even a little brother is okay.”
His parents exchanged a quick look, their faces flushed with embarrassment. Caroline and Andrew had decided to expand their family once they had a larger house, but when Kevin suggested having a younger sibling, they couldn’t help but smile shyly at the boy. “All right, Kevin,” his father said. “You know there is a way by which God can answer your wishes.”
“Really?”
“Yes, honey. All you need to do is write a letter to him. Maybe ask Santa for a little help? He’s quite close with God.”
To little Kevin, it sounded pretty convincing, and he was relieved that his father’s idea would work. So that year, at Christmas, Kevin wrote his first letter to Santa to help him convince God to send him a little sister or brother soon. Little did the boy know that God would answer his prayers far too soon…
Kevin wrote a letter to Santa to ask for a sibling | Photo: Pexels
One wintry evening, Kevin was about to leave the house to play with his friends when his doorbell rang. “Andrew, could you please check who’s there?” Caroline asked from the kitchen where she was baking cookies.
Andrew, who was busy looking for something in his closet, asked Kevin to check the door. “Kevin, can you please check the door, honey? Daddy will be there in a minute.”
“Okay, daddy,” the boy replied, running to the door, but when he answered it, he was baffled. There wasn’t anyone standing at their doorstep, but there was a huge brown box. He tried lifting it to bring it inside, but as he shook it a little, a loud crying sound came from within it.
Kevin took a step back from the box, terrified, but the crying continued. When he finally opened it, he couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw a baby inside, wrapped in a thin rag.
He dashed to his parents with the baby in his arms. “Mommy! Daddy! God answered my prayer! Look, it’s a baby.”
Kevin found a baby inside a box | Photo: Pexels
Having just entered the living room, Andrew froze in place when he saw the child in Kevin’s arms. Caroline, too, wondered about the crying sound from the living room and gasped when she arrived and saw Kevin holding a baby.
“Where did you find the baby, honey?” she asked, worried.
“There was a box on our doorstep, mommy. I am so happy that God sent me a sibling! Yay!”
Andrew took the baby from Kevin and rushed to the door, where the box was lying. He looked around to see if the person who’d left the box and the baby was still there. But all he saw was thick snow that had enclosed the entire area.
“There’s no one there,” he said when he returned. “What should we do now?”
Caroline took the baby in her arms, and as she rocked the child to stop the crying, she sensed the little one was running a temperature. “Honey,” she told Andrew. “I think we should take the child to a hospital. We need to get the baby checked.”
With that, Andrew and Caroline decided to visit the hospital and asked their neighbor, Mrs. Clemmens, to look after Kevin while they were away.
Caroline noticed the baby was running a temperature | Photo: Pexels
The doctors said the baby had a fever because of being left in the cold, and they would keep her under observation for a while. “Your daughter will be here for a while, Mr. and Mrs. Anderson. Before we admit her, please complete the formalities at the reception desk.”
Andrew and Caroline looked at each other. They couldn’t just write it in the form that they were the child’s parents. They needed to inform the cops about it, so they did. The CPS and police were informed, and it was decided that after the baby girl was discharged, she would be placed in the hospital’s orphanage while the cops searched for her parents.
Back at home, Andrew and Caroline had to lie to Kevin that the baby was sick and would be hospitalized for a long time. However, after nearly a month passed with no news of anyone showing up as the baby’s parents, she was officially admitted to the orphanage. And it was at that point that Andrew and Caroline considered adopting her.
They decided to embrace her and raise her as her own and thought that Kevin would love to have her as a younger sibling. So they filed for her adoption, and two months later, when it was finalized and the baby came home, Andrew and Caroline felt like their family was finally complete.
But everything changed one fateful afternoon when a woman appeared on Andrew and Caroline’s doorstep, claiming to be the baby’s biological mother…
Caroline and Andrew adopted the baby | Photo: Pexels
One year later…
“Hi there, lady, my name is Laura. And the baby you’re holding in your arms is my daughter. I shouldn’t have left her in that stupid box! Give her back,” the woman said rudely as Caroline answered the door. Her demeanor was stiff and stern, and her tone was anything but sweet. Caroline was taken aback by her sight, to say the least.
“What? What did you just say? Your daughter?!” A fit of sudden anger gripped Caroline. “She’s mine, and I’m not going to give her to you! We officially adopted her a year ago, and you have no legal right to her!”
Laura smirked. “We’ll see about that in court, lady! Here,” she said, handing Caroline a document. “I’ve filed for custody of my daughter, and I’ll get her back at any cost! After all, I am the biological mother,” she said before walking away.
That night, Caroline and Andrew were very worried. The first court hearing was a week later, and they had no idea what would happen. What if they lost? What if their daughter was taken away? They knew the chances of that happening were minimal, but they were scared.
Laura challenged Caroline for the baby’s custody | Photo: Pexels
Thankfully, after hearing from both parties, the judge ruled in Andrew and Caroline’s favor. Laura’s parental rights were terminated because she abandoned her child a year ago and never bothered to look after her, and if she wanted them restored, she would have to adhere to a specific timeframe as described by the law and provide additional proof that she could care for her child better than her adoptive parents.
Laura knew she couldn’t do that. She lived in a small house and had very little money. After her husband had died, she decided to abandon the baby on the Andersons’ doorstep and focus on her new boyfriend.
However, when she discovered that her late husband had left all of his money to their daughter rather than her, she left her boyfriend so that she wouldn’t have to share all of the money and decided to take her daughter back. But it was too late. She was merely a waitress at a pub, and her living conditions would never persuade the court that she was capable of caring for her child.
So, in the end, Andrew and Caroline won the case. And years later, they also bought a new house and welcomed another beautiful baby girl. Kevin was overjoyed when he found out he had another younger sister.
What can we learn from this story?
- Love is what makes a family and not necessarily biology. Andrew and Caroline adopted Laura’s child and raised her as their own.
- Greed will lead you nowhere. Laura first abandoned her baby to enjoy life with her new boyfriend, and later, to obtain all of her husband’s money, she left her boyfriend. In the end, she ended up with nothing.
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My Neighbors Had a House Fire, So We Took Them in — What They Discovered in Our Home Shocked Me
When a fire forced their neighbors to seek refuge in their home, Violet stumbled upon a shocking secret hidden in the basement. The unexpected discovery not only tested her trust in her husband Jim but also challenged the very fabric of their seemingly perfect life.
Life with Jim was usually peaceful. We had settled into a comforting routine over the years, a rhythm that was uniquely ours. Our little house on Maple Street had always been a haven for us.
A couple sitting on a couch | Source: Pexels
Jim, with his gentle nature and constant optimism, balanced out my more cautious and pragmatic tendencies. We shared everything, from morning coffee rituals to late-night conversations about our dreams and fears. It wasn’t perfect, but it was ours.
One late night, an acrid smell woke us both. “Do you smell that?” I asked, sitting up in bed.
Jim sniffed the air and frowned. “Yeah, something’s burning.”
We rushed to the window and saw flames licking the night sky from James and Eloise’s house next door. My heart raced. “Oh my God, Jim! It’s their house!”
A couple on their balcony watching a house on fire in their neighborhood | Source: Midjourney
We bolted outside and saw James and Eloise standing on the lawn in their pajamas, looking dazed and helpless. I grabbed a blanket from our porch and wrapped it around Eloise, who was sobbing uncontrollably.
“They said it was faulty wiring. There’s nothing left,” she managed to choke out between sobs.
I hugged her tightly. “But you’re alive. That’s the most important thing. Come on, you can stay with us for a while.”
A very shaken and teary-eyed woman | Source: Midjourney
Jim and I led them to our basement, which we had recently converted into a cozy guest area, complete with a comfortable sofa and a TV. It wasn’t much, but it was a safe place to land after such a traumatic event.
For the first few days, everything was calm. James and Eloise seemed to be adjusting, grateful for the temporary refuge. But then, one morning, James approached me in the kitchen, his voice barely above a whisper.
A man talking to a woman in the kitchen | Source: Pexels
“Violet, don’t say anything to Jim. But listen carefully,” he said, glancing around nervously. “He asked us not to open the door under the stairs because there was a huge mess. But we heard some sounds from there. Could you open it, please?”
My heart sank. What could be behind that door? I rushed downstairs, fumbling with the keys, my mind racing with possibilities. When I finally opened the door, the strong odor hit me like a punch. Inside, to my absolute horror, were five rabbits.
A couple of rabbits sitting together | Source: Unsplash
I felt a wave of dizziness and had to steady myself against the doorframe. “Jim!!!” I screamed, my voice tinged with panic.
Jim was at my side in an instant. “What’s wrong, Violet?”
I pointed to the rabbits, my breath coming in shallow gasps. “What is this? We agreed you wouldn’t keep rabbits in the house!”
Jim looked sheepish as he descended the stairs. “Violet, I… I can explain.”
“Explain?” I could feel my temper rising. “Two months ago, you promised to give them away because of my allergies and fear. Why are there five rabbits now?”
An angry woman | Source: Midjourney
Jim sighed, his shoulders slumping. “I couldn’t give them away. I found a place for them in the basement. I’ve been coming down here every day to feed them, clean up, and play with them. I didn’t think it would be a problem.”
“A problem? I’m allergic, Jim! What if I had a reaction?” I was struggling to keep my voice steady, the betrayal stinging more than the potential health risk.
“I know, I know. I thought I had it under control. I’m sorry, Violet. I just didn’t want to give them up.”
A remorseful man | Source: Midjourney
James and Eloise stood at the top of the stairs, looking awkward and concerned. “We had no idea. We only heard noises and got worried,” James said apologetically.
Eloise stepped forward, trying to diffuse the tension. “Maybe we can help find a solution.”
I looked at Jim, feeling a wave of anger and sorrow. How had we gotten to this point? The rabbits were a symptom of a bigger issue, one that I wasn’t sure how to fix. But at that moment, all I could do was focus on the immediate problem.
A woman looking at her husband | Source: Midjourney
The tension in the air was thick as we stood there in the basement, surrounded by those unexpected, unwanted rabbits. I was still catching my breath when I heard a knock at the door. It was Jules, our neighbor who had recently moved into the temporary house down the street. She must have heard the commotion.
“Hey, is everything alright here?” Jules asked, stepping inside cautiously. Behind her was her husband, Ethan, who looked equally concerned.
“We’ve got a bit of a situation,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. “Jim, do you want to explain?”
A woman talking to another woman | Source: Midjourney
Jim sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I’ve been keeping these rabbits down here. Violet has severe allergies and a phobia of rabbits, so it’s been a secret. But now…”
Jules’ eyes lit up with understanding. “Rabbits, huh? I love rabbits! We have a big yard and plenty of space. Why don’t we take them off your hands? Jim, you can come over anytime to visit and play with them.”
A smiling woman holding rabbits | Source: Pexels
My heart lifted a little at Jules’ offer. Jim looked relieved, his shoulders dropping as if a weight had been lifted. “Really? That would be amazing! Thank you so much, Jules. Ethan, you both are lifesavers!”
“No problem at all,” Ethan replied with a smile. “We’ll come back later today to pick them up.”
After Jules and Ethan left, I turned to Jim. “I appreciate their offer, but Jim, we need to talk about this.”
A woman looking at her husband’s reflection in the bathroom mirror | Source: Pexels
Jim nodded, his face serious. “I know, Violet. I should have told you. I just couldn’t bear to part with them. They mean a lot to me.”
“I get that,” I said softly. “But you have to understand how scared I was when I found them. I thought we agreed on this for my health.”
Jim reached out and took my hand. “I’m sorry, Violet. I really am. I promise I’ll do better.”
A close-up shot of a couple holding hands | Source: Pexels
That afternoon, Jules and Ethan returned with a large pet carrier. They gently gathered the rabbits, speaking softly to calm them down. I watched from a distance, my anxiety easing as the rabbits were carefully placed in the carrier.
“We’ll take good care of them,” Jules assured me with a smile. “And Jim, you’re welcome anytime.”
“Thanks again, Jules,” Jim said, giving them a grateful nod.
With the rabbits gone, the house felt lighter. That evening, as we settled on the couch, I looked at Jim and felt a surge of relief and lingering hurt.
A woman talking to her husband | Source: Midjourney
“Jim, this can’t happen again. We have to be honest with each other.”
He squeezed my hand. “I know. And I’m sorry, Violet. I never wanted to upset you.”
“I know,” I replied. “Let’s just make sure we talk about things from now on.”
A week later, Eloise and James received good news. Their insurance company had expedited their claim, and the reconstruction of their house was set to begin soon. They were relieved, and so were we.
A woman sitting near a box of clothes laughing while looking at her husband | Source: Pexels
“You guys have been incredible,” James said one morning as he and Eloise were packing up their things in the basement. “We can’t thank you enough for everything.”
Eloise nodded, her eyes misty. “We’ll never forget your kindness. And we’re just down the street if you ever need anything.”
“You’ve been great guests,” I said, hugging her. “We’re glad we could help. And please, stay in touch.”
Two women sharing a hug | Source: Midjourney
Once Eloise and James moved out, the house felt a bit emptier but also calmer. The whole rabbit situation had been a wake-up call for both Jim and me. We needed to prioritize communication and transparency in our relationship.
Days passed, and true to his word, Jim visited Jules and Ethan’s house regularly to see the rabbits. He’d come back with stories about their antics, his eyes shining with happiness. I was glad he still had that connection, and I felt more at ease knowing the rabbits were well cared for without putting my health at risk.
A man playing with rabbits | Source: Midjourney
One evening, Jim returned from Jules and Ethan’s with a thoughtful expression. “You know,” he said, sitting next to me, “they suggested we could get a different pet. One that wouldn’t trigger your allergies.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Oh? What did they have in mind?”
“Maybe a fish tank? Or a bird? Something we can both enjoy.”
I smiled at the idea. “I think that sounds lovely.”
A loving couple talking and enjoying their drinks at home | Source: Freepik
A few days later, we visited a pet store together. Jim’s excitement was infectious as we picked out a beautiful fish tank and a few colorful fish. Setting it up in our living room became a fun project for us, and I found myself enjoying the peaceful sight of the fish swimming gracefully.
“See, this is nice,” Jim said, wrapping an arm around me as we watched the fish. “Something we can both appreciate.”
“It really is,” I agreed, leaning into him. “I’m glad we found a solution.”
A fish tank in a house | Source: Midjourney
In the end, this whole experience taught us a lot about each other. Jim’s love for the rabbits was understandable, but keeping secrets wasn’t the way to handle it. And for me, learning to compromise and find solutions that worked for both of us was key.
Looking back, I realized how important it was to communicate and respect each other’s needs. Our home felt more harmonious now, with a new understanding between us. And while I was relieved to have my home back without the fear of an allergic reaction, I was even more grateful for the lesson we learned together.
A happy woman with her husband | Source: Midjourney
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