I wanted to take part in this week's challenge! /excited

Anyway, one of my most vivid memories was getting lost inside a Sesame Street store in some US mall when I was a kid. My mom thought I was with my dad and vice versa, so I ended up wandering around until I realised neither of them was going to find me. I tried standing outside the store, so they'd find me when they left, but THERE WAS THAT FUCKING OSCAR TRASH CAN RIGHT BESIDE ME AND IT WAS FUCKING ANIMATED AND IT LOOKED LIKE IT WAS GOING TO KILL ME IN MY SLEEP and I just stood outside and cried and cried like a boss until some nice lady found me and went into the store to find my parents. ;u;