On a trip when I was 18, I went to a crowded outdoor festival. A little girl was standing by me and looked lost. I walked with her to find her parents, but after a long time of wandering I realized I had no clue where I was and had no phone. Without saying a word to her, I panicked and walked away to find my friends. Hours later I finally got to the hotel we where staying at. It's been five years and my friends and I still joke about "that time I got lost for an entire day", but I've never told anyone the truth about the little girl I left behind.