The Family Disappeared On New Year’s Eve

"One night, my family sat together watching the New Year’s Eve Live on television.My little sister, Stella Larson, said she had to pee and hurried to the washroom.Half an hour later, she still had not returned.When I went to check on her, the washroom was empty.“When did Stella leave the washroom?” I asked my parents. Both of them were stunned for a moment before feeling my forehead and saying, “What are you talking about? You’re an only child. Who is Stella?”They forcibly pulled me back to my seat. My mind went blank. Did the three of them just pull a prank on me?After finishing his drink, my father clutched his stomach and rushed into the washroom.I stared fixedly at the washroom door.A long time passed, but no one came out.My father had vanished, too.My hand trembled as I pointed at the bathroom. My mother stepped forward to go in.“Don’t go in! Dad and Luna disappeared in there!”My mother looked grief-stricken as she said, “Sweetie, it’s been just the two of us for the past twenty-plus years, remember?”Her words hit me hard. I was in total disbelief. I explained myself frantically, but the more I spoke, the more confused my mother became. She finally shook me off and said, “Why are you doing this to me? I’ve raised you your whole life! Why do you have to ruin New Year’s Eve?”She walked straight into the washroom, and the house soon fell into a dead silence.Terrified, I called my best friend, Kathy Scott, who lived nearby. I rambled incoherently as I begged her for help.But her words utterly crushed me.“What family members? You’re an orphan.”I hung up the phone, rushed out, and pounded frantically on the neighbors’ door."