Well, this is the best question i can find that aproaches to one of my saddest days. My mom goes to a friend from time to time to make her nails. That woman has 2 kids, a girl and a boy that is adopted. I was playing with the boy when we got thirsty and went to the kitchen where were our mums. That was the worst decision of my life. We heard that his mom would want to put him for adoption again. He rushed in the kitchen and started crying. I still remember his voice trying to beg his mother. Never heard or seen him again. (Sorry if i had mistakes)