My brother scared the shit out of mum...
In a hotel in Majorca. I was 3, he was 8. The rooms were arranged around a central atrium-cavity thing, so the other side of the corridor outside our door was a balcony over a 10 floor drop to the lobby.

So, my mum wakes up just in time to see my brother disappear out the door with my shoe in his hand. She quickly goes into a panic and dashes out after him, but... he's not there. He's vanished. Fearing the worst she looks over the balcony, but can't see a telltale red splash down there.

She runs around the whole square of the corridor to see if she can see him across the atrium on any of the other floors, but he's completely vanished.

She goes down to the lobby but still can't find him anywhere. She informs the reception desk, then goes back to the room to tell my dad.
And finds my brother, in bed. With my OTHER shoe.

How does she know it was my other shoe? Because the kitchen staff apparently found the first one in the kitchen, which was in the hotel's basement.
(PyroTyger I ate all your bees., Sat 25 Aug 2007, 12:29, closed)