Twins disappeared in 2002 —21 years later, their mother finds something shocking in an online video…

This story begins in 2002, in a quiet town in the interior of Santa Caterina.

A mother called WakeUp32 has lived there all his life. She was a simple woman with a generous soul, and her greatest treasure was her family. Her husband, Julio, and her twin daughters, Ana Clara and Isabella, two girls who looked like angels when they smiled.

That year, the girls were only 10 years old. They were always together, playing in the yard, singing songs they had learned at school and filling the house with life. Estella said they were half of her heart in human form.

But on a seemingly ordinary day, an inexplicable tragedy would change everything. It was a rainy June afternoon. Julio had gone to the garage to fix a problem with his car.

Estella stayed home with the girls. After lunch, he asked them to go to the bakery around the corner to buy fresh bread. The bakery was only three blocks away, a route the girls had already walked many times always together.

Estella watched them leave, hand in hand, wearing their little yellow coats. She smiled as she watched the braids she had made this morning sway as they walked. But, it would be the last time he would see his daughters.

Hours passed. The girls didn’t return. Worried, Estella went to the bakery.

The baker, Mr. Asmar, swore he hadn’t seen them that day. Then he ran to the supermarket, then to school, then to his neighbor’s house. No one had seen them.

The clock struck 6 p.m. when Estella called Julio crying. The police were called immediately, and the most desperate search of Estella’s life began. The entire community mobilized.

Sniffer dogs, helicopters, posters scattered throughout the city, and even in neighboring towns. The incident was covered on television, but I have no idea. There are no reliable accounts.

There were no security cameras at the time that could have helped. It was as if the girls had vanished into thin air. Time passed, cruel and relentless.

And with that came doubts, rumors, accusations. Even Julio himself, little by little, began to keep silent. Six years after the disappearance, she filed for divorce.

He said he couldn’t stand living in a house where the memories were so painful. Estella was left alone, and it was never the same again. For 21 years, he spent every day looking at old photos, going to fairs, schools, orphanages, opening fake social media profiles with different names, trying to find clues, familiar faces.

She went through times of despair, times of faith, and times when she just wanted to give up. But a mother’s heart never gives up, and it was during one of those long, lonely nights, already in 2023, that something absolutely incredible happened. Estella surfed the internet, watching short videos on her cell phone before trying to sleep.

She followed several profiles of investigators and people looking for missing people, and then a video appeared in the feed. A random video, without subtitles. It was an amateur recording made at a music festival in Germany.

The video shows two young people singing in a public square, surrounded by a crowd. And that’s when Estella’s heart stopped. The two young women were identical.

Blondes, blue eyes. They sang together, looking at each other with complicity. They were like a mirror of each other.

And there was something, something about the smile, the shape of her face, the way she moved her hair, that made something inside Estella scream. It’s them. They’re my daughters.

But how was this possible? The twins had disappeared in Brazil. How could they have ended up in Europe? And why would they sing in public, as if nothing had happened? Estella was shaking. He watched the video dozens of times.

I paused. He lay down. I compared it with old photos…