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FHP Trooper Locates Missing Teen Walking Alone On Nine Mile At 2:20 A.M.
October 1, 2023
The Florida Highway Patrol located a missing juvenile walking alone on Nine Mile Road early Sunday morning.
A FHP trooper on patrol observed a 13-year old boy walking along a dark portion of Nine Mile Road near Stefani Road about 2:20 a.m. The trooper made contact with the child, who said he was a missing child that had run away from home.
After positive identification, the boy was reunited with his father and released into his custody.
The child was previously last seen about 3:40 p.m. Saturday on Rose Avenue., according to the Escambia County Sheriff’s Office.
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4 Responses to “FHP Trooper Locates Missing Teen Walking Alone On Nine Mile At 2:20 A.M.”
thank you!
In most cases, running away is a part of being a kid. But in some, a serious warning of a problem at home. I hope this boy will be ok and will stay home from now on.
I hid in the house because I didn’t get to go to the fair for a second time. After searching for awhile around the immediate area my mother walked down to the fair (small town) looking for me. In the meantime my uncle found me , gave me a whipping and locked me in the potato cellar until my mother returned. Never threatened to run away again …
So Glad he was found safe. I, once, ran away from home. I was eight years old. I ran out the door, crawled underneath the house, we lived in a shotgun house back then in the fifties, and listened to my mother singing and dancing to some music on the radio. I laughed about that to this day.