3 Missing Texas Girls Found Alive in a Hollow Tree

In what’s being hailed as a miraculous survival story, three young girls —

Emily Rivera, Zoey Nash, and Hope Lin — were found alive nearly ten days after going missing during catastrophic floods in Texas.

The girls, aged 8 to 10, disappeared near Camp Wrenwood, launching a massive search effort.

Remarkably, they were discovered just a mile from the camp, taking shelter inside the hollow of an old oak tree.

A volunteer hiker made the discovery after hearing what she thought was an animal sound, followed by a faint voice pleading for help.

Emergency responders rushed to the scene and found the girls huddled together inside the tree.

They had used wet towels for warmth and fashioned a makeshift door using bark and a broken shoelace to keep out the wind and rain.

The girls’ survival is credited to their ingenuity

and a recent wilderness safety drill they had attended.

They used plastic wrappers to collect rainwater, drank from leaves, and wrung moisture from their clothes.

Most crucially, they followed three key survival rules taught during the drill:

“Stay dry. Stay together. Stay quiet.”

Though they suffered from dehydration, insect bites, and exhaustion, doctors expect all three to recover fully.

A paramedic shared that the girls stayed emotionally strong by talking about their mothers

, which helped them stay hopeful throughout the ordeal.

Their survival story quickly went viral, sparking national celebrations.

Church bells rang, families cried tears of relief, and hashtags like

#HollowTreeHeroes flooded social media. Their courage and unity became a beacon of hope and human resilience.

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