My daughter “went to school” every morning… until her teacher called me and told me she’d been absent for a whole week. So the next morning I decided to follow her.

My daughter “went to school” every morning… until her teacher called me and told me she’d been absent for a whole week. So the next morning I decided to follow her.

My fourteen-year-old daughter, Sienna, is not a bad girl.

Sure, she gets moody like any teenager, but she’s never been one of those who skipped classes.fir

Not even a single hour.

So when the school called on Thursday afternoon, I answered immediately, hoping it was something about a group project or some permit she had forgotten to turn in.

“This is Mrs. Carter, Sienna’s teacher,” said the voice on the other end of the line. “I wanted to get in touch with you. Sienna hasn’t been to school all week.”

The statement seemed completely impossible compared to everything I knew about my own daughter.

“That can’t be right,” I said. “She leaves the house every morning. I see her walk out the door myself.”