Lift woes

2 Oct, Sat

We decided to brave the crowds and take the LRT to compass Pt for dinner and then go check out some covers for our iPhone 4. We bought a silicon cover each. On the way home, P and I were really engrossed talking outside the lift on the tenth floor. I suddenly realized that we were all out of the lift except K.

Instinctively I called out to her and jumped forward to press the lift button to ensure the doors stayed opened. But I was too late. I saw her blank face screw up and she started screaming as the doors shut and the lift started going down. I panicked and wanted to run down the stairs after my baby girl. P said he'd go down in the next lift and told me to wait outside the lift in case she came up back. The lift took such a long time! I heard her screaming all the way downstairs.

Of course my mind started playing tricks on me and I was worried she'd be kidnapped and i'd never see her again but as the lift came back up, there she was. My baby, all in tears. With two strangers beside her trying to comfort her. I dashed into the lift and picked up my baby girl and hugged her like there was no tomorrow.

That night, we went through what if scenarios of getting separated in lifts and trains. But would a two and a half remember what has been told to her in times of panic?