“Hey, I’m going to close the day care now.” I informed to my employees.

            When I was about to turn the open sign to ‘Close’, one of my employees yelled from a room.

            “Wait! There’s still one kid that the parents haven’t get picked up yet!”

            I grunted and rolled my eyes because I was dead tired for the day. I walked towards the room where my employee just yelled.

            “And who is it, Sunny-shi?”

            “That kid.” She pointed towards the blue cradle at the corner of the room. With heavy steps, I walked towards the wooden cradle and saw a toddler about three or four years old was sleeping peacefully while his right thumb.

            “Him again?” I voiced out. My employee named Sunny just shrugged her shoulders.

            ‘Why do his parents keep picking him up late?’ 

Author's Note.

This is my first one-shot thriller ever! 
Do excuse my grammar mistakes because English is not my first language! ^^;
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WARNING: CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND COARSE LANGUAGE