In My Desperate Time

Right after Penelope disappears, Mom calls the police.

Because it is a disappearance of an infant, she doesn't have to wait for 24 hours to report it.

I also look anxiously at Frank, waiting for his reply.

No matter what the news is, it is better than nothing.

Frank shakes his head and sighs, "No news from the police. They said that they would keep tracking the case. If there's any news, they will call us."

No news.

I slump in my chair, dejected and worried sick. My eyes are empty as I look ahead.

Penelope has been missing for almost 24 hours, and we hear nothing of her.

I don't even know if she is taken away by a child trafficker, or someone with some ulterior motive.

Regardless of who it is, Penelope is in danger now.

Or to put it more negatively, I don't know if she's alive.

What should I do?

What in the world should I do?

really want to cry, but I understand that tears are the most

helps, there won't be so many troubles in the

how long I sit in the chair. My mind doesn't stop wandering until

some sleep. You must be exhausted after the

go back

My misery will add to the

on the bed, I can't keep

How can I sleep?

Penelope's cute appearance comes back to

to protect such a

questioning myself as

from the illness, she is faced with other

where the

clutching the blanket,

a warm embrace and someone reliable

have already lost Frances, so I can

don't know how,

that, I live my life

overwrought, but I can't do anything

...

sleep and I run to the police station every day. All I want is news bout Penelope, even if it is

what I get is disappointment again and again,

become a taboo subject in my family. As long as my family talks about her, I