When my six-year-old daughter started claiming there was someone hiding in her closet, I thought it was just a child’s overactive imagination. But one night, I decided to check for myself, and what I found there made me call for help.

Hey guys, I’ve got a story that still gives me chills when I think about it. It’s about how I learned the hard way that sometimes, kids know more than we give them credit for.

I’m Amelia, a 35-year-old single mom to my amazing 6-year-old daughter, Tia. She’s always been a curious little thing, full of questions and wondering about the world around her. But a few weeks ago, her usual curiosity turned into something…….

that had us both losing sleep

Before I dive into what happened, let me give you a bit of backstory. I left Tia’s father, Alberto, when she was just a year old

Our relationship began changing soon after I got pregnant with Tia.

It all began with him telling me he wasn’t ready to become a father.

Soon, our arguments turned into fights, and he began spending the nights at the office (which I later found out weren’t at the office at all). I thought he’d change after Tia’s birth, but I was so wrong.

Alberto had no interest in being a father. I thought he’d help me look after Tia, but all he did was complain when she cried at night because it ruined his sleep. How awful, right?

So, one day, I got tired of giving him chances and thinking he’d change. I packed our bags and never looked back.

Honestly, it hasn’t been easy raising Tia on my own, but we’ve made it work. She’s my whole world, and I’d do anything to keep her safe and happy. Which is why what happened next shook me to my core.

It started on a Tuesday night. I was tucking Tia into bed, and we had just finished reading her favorite story for the millionth time.

I was about to turn off the lights when she suddenly grabbed my arm.

“Mommy, wait!” Her big brown eyes were wide with fear. “There’s someone in my closet.”

I sighed, thinking it was just another bedtime delay tactic.

“Sweetie, it’s just your imagination,” I said. “I promise, nothing’s in there.”

But Tia shook her head furiously.

“No, Mommy, I heard them! They’re making noises!”

I walked over to the closet and dramatically flung open the door.

“See? Nothing but your clothes and toys,” I reassured her. “No monsters, no boogeymen, and definitely no people.”

She didn’t look convinced, but I gave her an extra kiss and left the room.

“Goodnight, pumpkin. Sweet dreams.”

As I closed the door behind me, I heard a small voice say, “But Mommy, I really heard something…”

I thought that was the end of it, but I was wrong.

Over the next few days, Tia’s fear only grew. She’d wake up in the middle of the night, crying about the “someone” in her closet.

During the day, she refused to play in her room, always keeping one eye on that closed closet door.

At first, I kept brushing it off.

“It’s just the wind,” I’d say.

Or, “Maybe it’s the house settling.”

But deep down, I was starting to feel guilty.

Was I doing the right thing by dismissing her fears? I thought. Is this what good parents do?

On Thursday morning, as I was getting ready for work, Tia came into my room with her favorite teddy bear trailing behind her.

“Mommy,” she said, her voice small, “can I sleep with you tonight?”

I knelt down to her level.

“Honey, what’s wrong with your room?” I asked.

“The closet people…” she began. “They were talking last night.”

I felt concerned, but I pushed it aside. Looking back, I think I should have just listened to her right then.

“Tia, we’ve talked about this,” I said. “There’s no one in your closet. It’s all in your imagination.”

“But Mommy—”

“No buts,” I cut her off, perhaps a bit too firmly. “You’re a big girl now. You need to sleep in your own bed.”

The look of disappointment on her face made my heart ache, but I stood my ground. I couldn’t let these irrational fears take hold.

That night, as I was doing the dishes after dinner, I heard Tia talking in her room. Curious, I crept down the hallway and peeked through the crack in her door.

She was sitting on her bed, facing the closet.

“Mr. Closet Person,” she said, “please go away. You’re scaring me.”

I almost went in to hug her, but I don’t know what stopped me. Maybe it was denial, or maybe I just didn’t want to admit that my daughter’s fears might be more than just childish imagination.

Then came the night that turned my world upside down.

It was Friday, and I was getting Tia ready for bed. That’s when she just broke down.

“Please don’t make me sleep here,” she sobbed, clinging to my leg. “It’s real, Mommy. I hear it. They talk and buzz and move around.”

My heart broke seeing her so terrified.

“Okay, okay, I’ll check. But there’s nothing to be afraid of, okay?”

Tia nodded, but she didn’t let go of my hand as we walked to her closet. I took a deep breath and reached for the doorknob.

“See? Mommy’s not scared at all,” I said, trying to sound braver than I felt.

I swung the door open and looked inside, but couldn’t see anything strange. I was about to turn to Tia when I heard something. It was a weird, faint buzzing sound.

“Did you hear that, Mommy?” Tia whispered, tightening her grip on my hand.

“It’s probably just the pipes,” I said. “Or my phone?”

But then I realized the buzzing was coming from inside the wall.

I pressed my ear against it, and the sound got louder. It wasn’t mechanical. It was alive… like something was in there.

“Tia, honey,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm, “why don’t we have a sleepover in Mommy’s room tonight?”

Her face lit up with relief, and she nodded eagerly.

That night, Tia slept soundly next to me for the first time in days. Meanwhile, I kept thinking of that weird sound.

What if there really was something inside her wall? I thought. Had I been ignoring a potential danger all this time?

The next morning, I called an exterminator while Tia was having breakfast. They said they could come by that afternoon, so I spent the morning trying to distract Tia with games and TV shows. All the while, that buzzing sound kept echoing in my head.

It was around 3 p.m. when the exterminator, Mike, arrived. I led him straight to Tia’s room and explained what was wrong. Then, he took out some tools and started examining the wall.

After a few minutes, Mike turned to me with a serious look.

“Ma’am, you’ve got a pretty serious situation here.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

That’s when Mike pointed to a small crack near the baseboard.

“See this?” he looked at me. “You’ve got a massive beehive in there. These bees have probably been active for a while.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me. In the walls?” I was shocked. “How did we not notice this before?”

“Bees can be sneaky,” he began. “They probably found a small opening and set up shop. But I’ve got to tell you, in all my years of doing this job, I’ve never seen a hive this big behind a wall. It’s honestly impressive.”

“Impressive?” I repeated, feeling a bit faint.

“Oh yeah,” Mike said enthusiastically. “From the sound of it, this colony is huge. It’s a good thing you called when you did. Any longer and they might have broken through into the room.”

As Mike explained the removal process, all I could think about was how I’d dismissed Tia’s fears for days. My little girl had been telling the truth all along, and I hadn’t believed her.

Mike left, promising to return tomorrow for the removal process. Later that night, I sat Tia down for a talk.

“Honey,” I began, “I owe you a big apology.”

“For what, Mommy?” Tia asked, confused.

I took a deep breath.

“For not believing you about the noises in your closet. You were right all along. There were… well, not people, but bees living in the wall.”

“Bees?” Tia asked, looking at me with wide eyes. “Like, buzzy bees?”

“Yes, buzzy bees,” I nodded. “A whole lot of them. And I’m so sorry I didn’t listen to you sooner. I should have—”

“It’s okay, Mommy. I forgive you,” Tia interrupted and hugged me tightly.

“I’ll never ignore you like that again, I promise,” I said as tears trickled down my cheeks. “From now on, if something scares you or worries you, I want you to tell me, okay? No matter what it is.”

“Okay, Mommy,” Tia nodded.

We’re staying in the guest room now, waiting for Mike and his team to clear out the hive. It’ll take a few days, but I’m grateful I called the exterminators on time.

I wonder what would’ve happened if the bees had broken into Tia’s room. It would’ve been a nightmare.

 it Took Queen Camilla years to get to be loved by the public, especially following the scrutiny she faced after Princess Diana’s tragic death. Today, however, Camilla is a much-loved member of the British royalty.

At the time the public learned of then-prince Charles’ affair with Camilla Parker Bowles, she became the most hated person in Britain. At one point, she was even afraid to go out in public.

Charles and Camilla were introduced to each other by a mutual friend, Lucia Santa Cruz, the daughter of the Chilean ambassador, at a polo match. They started dating in 1972, but the relationship didn’t last long as Charles left to serve in the Royal Navy. When his duties there came to an end and he returned home, Camilla was already engaged to her now-ex husband Andrew Parker Bowles.

However, they never stopped being close. Even when Charles married Diana, he and Camilla stayed in touch.

Prince Charles chats to Camilla Parker-Bowles at a polo match, circa 1972. (Photo by © Hulton-Deutsch Collection/CORBIS/Corbis via Getty Images)

Royal author Penny Junior claimed that Charles was aware he wasn’t in love with his future wife Diana, but it was already too late for him to call off the wedding.

“Charles was not convinced he was doing the right thing in marrying Diana but there was no way out and, bolstered by the hope that things would be different once they were married, he put a brave face on it,” she wrote, as reported by the Mirror.

What’s most, Camilla and Diana knew each other and got along, but then things changed.

“I met [Camilla] very early on. I was introduced to the circle, but I was a threat, I was a very young girl, but I was a threat,” Diana explained in the book Diana: In Her Own Words.

The love affair between Charles and Camilla started in 1986, according to Prince Charles’ authorized biography, as quoted by Town & Country. At the time, Charles was still married to Princess Diana and she eventually became aware that her husband was cheating on her.

Diana even confronted Camilla once, but nothing changed.

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The phone call revealed an intimate and sexual exchange between the couple, which became known as Tampongate.

Despite the mistreatment from the press, the bond between Camilla and Charles prevailed. On April 9, 2005, the couple exchanged vows in a civil ceremony at Windsor Guildhall.

Later, at the wedding reception, the late Queen Elizabeth offered a toast to the newlyweds. However, she had other plans in mind, as she briefly stepped into another room to catch a horse race.

“I have two important announcements to make. The first is that Hedgehunter has won the Grand National,” the queen said. 

“They have overcome Becher’s Brook and The Chair and all kinds of other terrible obstacles. They have come through, and I’m very proud and wish them well. My son is home and dry with the woman he loves,” Queen Elizabeth II continued as she made a comparison with her horses.

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Growing up, Camilla’s parents owned houses in both East Essex and South Kensington and were considered to be part of the elite of that area. Consequently, Camilla and her siblings, Annabel and Mark, had plenty of things, including ponies.

Speaking of her childhood, which she remembers as idyllic, Camilla said, “I was one of the very lucky ones, I had the idyllic childhood right in the country, sitting on the South Downs with my brother and my sister and our pets and our ponies. I think it was a very simple childhood.

“Sometimes in the summer, we used to ride to school on our ponies, probably something that’s more Australian than English, but we used to ride and then tie them up and ride back again. It just shows how things have changed because, in those days, there was nothing on the roads. Can you imagine now letting a child ride to school with its satchel on its back? I mean, it wouldn’t happen.”

Bridesmaids and sisters 4-year-old Camilla and 3-year-old Annabelle Shand, at the wedding of Jeremy Cubitt and Diana du Cane in St Mark’s church, North Audley Street, London, January 17, 1952. (Photo by William Vanderson/Fox Photos/Getty Images)

As per Town & Country, Camilla’s parents shopped at the luxurious and famous department store Harrods, and Camilla learned the art of small talk from her mother who came from an aristocratic family.

“My mother was absolutely brilliant at making us speak to people,” Camilla told Women’s Day. “She used to have people to dinner; it didn’t matter who it was, old or young, some of them we thought were incredibly boring, but she used to sit at the end of the table and say: ‘Talk! I don’t care whether you’re talking about your pony or your homework, just talk!’ She was also quite forthright and never minced her words.”

Despite mastering this “art,” Camilla has always had problems with giving speeches.

ALREWAS, ENGLAND – MAY 17: Prince Charles, Prince of Wales and Camilla, Duchess of Cornwall attend the dedication service for the National Memorial to British Victims of Overseas Terrorism at the National Memorial Arboretum on May 17, 2018 in Alrewas, England. (Photo by Paul Ellis – WPA Pool/Getty Images)

Camilla attended the elite Swiss finishing school Mon Fertile, where she honed her skills with the guidance of sophisticated housewives. After her time in Switzerland, she continued her studies at the Institut Britannique in Paris, before eventually returning to London.

While married to her first husband, Camilla had a regular job. According to the Mirror, she worked as a secretary at several firms in London’s West End area and later as a receptionist at Sibyl Colefax & John Fowler in Mayfair. She studied at Dubrells School in Sussex and Queen’s Gate School in South Kensington before finishing school at Institut Britannique in Paris, where she studied English and French Literature.

In the book On The Fringe—A Life In Decorating, designer Imogen Taylor, who was a colleague at the interior design firm Colefax and Fowler, where the queen used to work, remembered a time when a young Camilla arrived late to work after a night of partying.

Taylor claimed Camilla was then yelled at and fired.

ARMAGH, NORTHERN IRELAND – MAY 25: Queen Camilla visits Armagh Robinson Library on May 25, 2023 in Armagh, Northern Ireland. King Charles III and Queen Camilla are visiting Northern Ireland for the first time since their Coronation. (Photo by Tim Rooke – Pool /Getty Images)

In 2016, she told the Sunday Times: “There were lots of debutantes working for us, even Camilla. She worked for us for a moment but got the sack.”

“He would shout and bellow so the whole building heard every word. The Duchess of Cornwall was one assistant who fell victim to one of tantrums. I think she came in late, having been to a dance,” Taylor recalled their boss’s temperament.

This, however, didn’t affect Camilla’s financial situation as she has been wealthy already.

Today, Camilla is one of the most beloved figures of the Firm.

 People enjoy positive changes. There are times in life when we desire a fresh haircut, an enhanced look, and a stylish new outfit with attractive accessories. And we often get that. But sadly, there are individuals out there who can’t even provide a roof over their head and a single meal during the day, let alone a visit to the salon or the clothing store.

Rita is a homeless woman who has spent most of her life on the streets of Turkey. Her days consist of constant struggle to find anything to eat. On top of that, she’s been experiencing several health issues which make her days even harder.

Unfortunately, Rita has also lost her son and has been unable to find a job because of her physical appearance.

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When stylist Shafag Novruz first met Rita and learned her life story, she was determined to give her the looks she has always deserved. So, Novruz embarked on a mission to provide the homeless lady with a heart of gold a makeover.

Besides manicures, hair extensions, and make-up, Novuz also covered the costs for a dental surgery for Rita,who finally got the dentures she desperately needed.

The remarkable transformation, stunned many after a video of it was posted on the social media.

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Thousands of people were impressed by the change that affected Rita’s self-confidence in a positive way.

Thankful for everything Novruz has done for her, Rita is now able to face the life challenges with a renewed outlook.

This touching story is another reminder that kindness is what makes this world go round.

Thanks to Shafag’s compassion, Rita has rediscovered her sense of worth and now looks forward to a brighter future.

Take a look at Rita’s incredible transformation in the video below.

  Levi Wright the young son of rodeo star Spencer Wright, has tragically passed away.

The three-year-old succumbed to a traumatic brain injury sustained from a near-drowning incident on May 21.

Levi was driving a tractor toy and fell into a river. He was rushed to the Salt Lake City hospital where he was hospitalized. Local law enforcement located Levi unconscious around a mile downstream.

Levi was initially declared brain dead and was not expected to survive, but he still showed signs of improvement.

“LEVI WOKE UP! I am shook, we don’t know much but the doctor said it was okay for me to get excited about that and I AM! My baby is so tough!” his mother Kallie Wright posted on Facebook.

Sadly, the results of the MRI done the following day “weren’t good.”

“We’re shattered but it is just images that suggest a certain quality of life. Our real teller of all will be what Levi does over the course of a few days,” Kallie shared.

His fight continued as family and friends prayed for his recovery.

Unfortunately, the family was forced to make a heartbreaking decision.

“After several sleepless nights, lots of research, multiple conversations with the world’s best neurologists & millions of prayers we are here in the face of our biggest fear,” she wrote. “Levi showed us just enough to buy us time for all of this. We prayed those things were him defying odds & proving to us that he wanted to stay here but we see now he wanted to give us time to find peace with letting him go.”

Following a number of scans and tests, as well as consultations with the medical personnel, the family decided to take Levi off life support.

The news of Levi’s tragic passing was confirmed by Mindy Sue Clark, a friend of the family.

“I cannot even begin to explain how hard the last two weeks have been. From the moment my phone rang the night of his accident, to last night receiving the message that he had to go. I don’t want to focus on the bad or sad, even though it feels like someone ripped my heart out and squeezed it right in front of me. I want to focus on the many miracles we all got to bear witness to in those 12 days.

“The most perfect three year old there ever was. So perfect we didn’t get to keep him. This baby boy moved mountains the last 12 days. He brought so many people together. In a world so dark, we got to see light at the hands of a child. He’s everything his mom and dad could’ve wanted him to be.”

We are so very sorry for this devastating loss. Rest in peace, Levi.

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