Is Home a safe place?

**A friend of my friend has been missing for a few days. Her car was found abandoned at the car park of the shopping mall that she last visited when she went home for semester break. The police and family suspect that she has been kidnapped.
I can only hope that the parents will be able to find the answer that they want, soon. **

Clueless.

It finally strikes me that “this” could possibly happen to my love ones, to everyone.

What is happening? What has my solitude, the place where I call home became?
Is home still a safe place? Or, rather, is this world a safe place?

Perhaps I was too naïve, and over sheltered to be able to notice the ugliness of home, of the world.