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?

I understand that tears are the most useless thing on

there won't be so

I sit in the chair. My mind doesn't

get some sleep. You must be exhausted after

nod and go back to

will add to the

the bed, I can't keep my eyes

How can I sleep?

soon as I close them, Penelope's cute

to protect such a cute

questioning myself as a

Besides suffering from the illness, she is faced with other

where the hell

blanket, crying my heart

want a warm embrace

so I can only

don't know

after that, I

is Penelope now? I'm so overwrought, but I can't do anything about

...

I run to the police station every day. All

I get is disappointment again and again, leaving me

subject in my family. As long as my