Hello.
I need to report a missing person.
It’s my son. He’s gone.
Please help me find him. I haven’t seen him in so long, and I miss him so much.
What does he look like? Well, he’s tall and thin. And handsome. He has beautiful blue eyes and blond hair and a nice smile.
I thought I saw him the other day, but it was just someone who looked like him.
That guy’s face was gaunt and sad, his hair was long and unkempt, and his eyes weren’t the same. So it couldn’t have been him.
And this guy, this guy who looks like my son, he screamed at me and called me horrible names and said that I wasn’t his mother. So it couldn’t have been him.
My son is smart and friendly and sensitive and gentle. Not like this guy who threatens perfect strangers. No, that’s not my son. He can’t be.
I’ve done everything I can to find him, but I’m starting to lose hope of him ever coming back.
Oh, I see. I guess you’re right. It’s up to him, now, to find his way back.
Well, thanks anyway...
Goodbye.