In My Desperate Time

Frances!

Frances, you better be alright.

I wish I could run over and see what's going on.

But now I'm all tied up, and I wouldn't be able to rush over however much I want.

These few hundred meters become the furthest distance in the world for me.

Suddenly, I see something shining in the bushes in front of me. I quickly climb over and see a piece of glass.

I pick up the glass with difficulty and begin to cut the rope on my hand.

The rope is not easy to cut. I'm so anxious that I cut it with all my might. So, I get a big wound on my hand.

Blood flows down my palm, but I couldn't feel the pain.

I'm worrying about Frances. I just want to go in quickly and make sure that nothing happens to him.

Finally, I cut the rope on my hand.

I untie the ropes on my body and sprint towards the small

heart almost jumps out of my

reach the small house, I stand

ground. I can't even think about it. I can't face the

gather my courage

on the ground at the

relieved me when I see Frances and Andrew

There seem to be no gunshot wounds. But I'm not sure, because he's fighting

still

corner with his hands and feet tied. It looks like he is

she doesn't know how

me, she

think it's easy to deal with

am

is. And she shows

thought you wouldn't come! You get so cruel to Andrew after marrying this

that's the question I've asked myself.

that. Susan scratches my