It starts out with a mother going to her babies room to feed him and her finding him gone and a ransom note in his bed with the window open and a ladder next to it. The babies 4 months old (like Twyla). The police come out and start investigating. They find a spot on the floor that was cleaned up but with the shit they have they find out it was blood. Soon after they here the police dogs barking and they go and see what they found. The baby laying in the open with bushes around him wrapped in the blankets he was sleeping in. Dead.

It doesn't hit home as in that's exactly what happened to me but I have a 4 month old baby and I'm always scared something like that is going to happen but doesn't every mother. Just earlier on the news in a local hospital, a baby was taken right from its mothers arms by someone posing as a nurse. The suspect was found the same day but that's so horrible. Why do people have to take someone's pride and joy and turn it into a disaster? It's a fucked up world we're living in and I hate the fact that my daughter has to be a part of it. My daughter sleeps in mine and my boyfriends room even though she can have her own room but I like the fact that she's near me and I can hear everything that goes on. Since my daughter was born I have been the lightest sleeper there could be. If I hear the upstairs neighbors pissing, I wake up.

The movie's back on and they're suspecting the older brother. I'm still a bit upset about everything so it's time for me to go lay down and watch the rest of the movie. I'll get back to you guys tomorrow and tell you what happened and tell you the name of the movie.

-n0fx