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?

cry, but I understand that tears are

helps, there won't be so many troubles in

sit in the chair. My mind doesn't stop wandering until my

be exhausted after the

nod and go back

feels guilty. My misery will add to the guilt in

bed, I can't

How can I sleep?

Penelope's cute appearance comes back

protect such a cute

myself as a

is so little. Besides suffering from the

where the hell are

the blanket,

I want a warm embrace and someone reliable by

lost Frances, so I

really don't

I live my life in

Penelope now? I'm so overwrought,

...

or sleep and I run to the police station every day. All I

again and again,

about Penelope has become a taboo subject in my family. As long as my family talks about