PARENTS WERE SHOCKED WITH WHAT THEY SAW IN THEIR CRYING BABY’S ROOM

The kids were in bed, and Matt decided to take a shower while his wife was in their bed, passing time on her iPad. As he was about to relax, he slowly started to hear his baby’s cries. Then his 3-year-old son started to call his father.

When Matt left the bathroom, he checked Alice, and found her in the bed, glued to the iPad.

Matt asked his wife why she didn’t calmed him down, and Alice stated that she tried three times and then let it go.

When Matt went into his son’s room, “Daddy, I made a mess,” Jake said, as his body was shaking. He was crying. Matt tried to calm him down as he said that it was okay. He then cleaned the mess.

Jake was wet. But it was not water or pee. It was a thick liquid. When he turned on his phone’s light, he was petrified. The whole room was scattered in red. At first his heart skipped a beat as he thought it was blood.

Then he realised that it was only paint. It was relieving. Jake was still shaking in his arms. He tightly hugged to his son and calmed him down.

“Why didn’t Mommy come help you?”

“Mommy didn’t check on me. Nobody checked on me.”

 

The MIL stated that she will talk with Alice. Few days later she called Matt again and stated that Alice was not in a good place mentally. The MIL suggested that her daughter was in depression.

 

 

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