There was a noise, someone in the house. I got up, went downstairs, and found the sliding glass door open a couple inches. I woke my wife, checked the kids, and searched the house. We couldn't find anything missing, the TV was there, the laptops, everything. There was one strange thing, though. My 7 year old had a drawer full of clothes, and my 2 year old had a drawer full of clothes, but why was there a drawer full of clothes for a five year old? And where did this bed come from?
I woke up sick to my stomach, and had to check that there wasn't a mysterious drawer of clothes or surplus bed, just to prove that I hadn't, somehow, had all memory of one of my kids wiped from my mind.
It probably came from this story, though I read it months ago.