Quick Stowy xD: So this is a true story, I got lost not in a field but at a carnival WITH A FESTIVAL GOING ON. This took place when I was a wee first grader xD. It was a school field trip week before Hallows Eve. And my chaperone, my best friend Chris (DONT JUDGE ME) and I just got some pretzels. On the way to the Haunted House, I dropped my pretzel. AND THAT CHILD I WAS I DECIDED TO GO TO THE NEAREST TRASH CAN TO THROW IT OUT. Then that was my journey, lost. Luckily the home and school came along and she took me to Chris' dad who was our chaperone and the end we're all a OK