Mother's worry for a missing baby by Oliwia Wcislo

My baby was gone. Gone… Tears fought to come out of my eyes but I held them in, promising myself I would stay strong and brave, for my husband, my parents, for everyone but most importantly, for my baby. My sweet baby… Crying for my baby would signal that he would not be able to be found but I knew we still had a chance to find him.

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