In My Desperate Time

It was a gift I bought for myself when I got my first salary. It cost me nearly four hundred dollars. The quality is very good and it is comfortable to wear.

“Mom, catch the thief!”

From the bed, suddenly comes the screaming of Frank Noyes.

Then my parents hurry in.

One holds a rolling pin, the other a cloth-drying pole.

Turning on the light and seeing me, they are stunned.

“What are you doing here?” My mother looks at me, her face scowling.

I can't help but want to laugh. That’s it. Does my coming affect their happy life?

But this is the house I rent, don’t they feel guilty?

“Who are you?” The woman in the bed struggles to get up and glares at me.

I look at her, then I burst

is wearing my nightgown, which looks so

might weigh 140 pounds. My nightgown, which is size 4, is going to be stretched to explode by her body. Doesn’t she feel so tight to wear a small dress like this?

are. Why are you wearing my

I am so angry that I stretch out to

woman tries to hide away and says to me disdainfully, “I have money in plenty. But for

Damn her! How could she wear my nightgown and disdain

Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together. How

is too fat, she hides for a while and stops. I grab her and try to rip off her clothes

me back and says, “Jane Noyes, don't blame Moll. You didn’t come back these days. I called you but no one answered. We all think that you will never come back, so we let Moll wear your clothes.”

My mother’s words make me bitterly disappointed.

I'm ok or not, but whether I'll be back or not? Of course, I'm sure

worn by that Moll, I definitely don't want it anymore. I can think

But I still feel uncomfortable.