PJ Ackles

Chapter One

I'm Penelope Jane Ackles and this is my story.
When I was 4 years old I was kidnapped and taken across the country. The man who kidnapped me dropped me off at an orphanage in New York away from my home in Austin, Texas. I don't remember who my parents are. I am now 15 years old. My favorite thing in the whole world is the tv show Supernatural. I might be a little bias because of or last name(s), but my favorite actor of all time is Jensen Ackles.
Right now I'm watching an interview that Jensen Ackles is doing. The interviewer says to him, "there's a rumor going around that you have a daughter. Is that true?" He looks a little nervous. "Actually, I was going to talk about that next. Yes, it's true. I have a daughter. I don't know where she is though. When she was 4 years old she was drawing with chalk on our driveway. Our neighborhood then was safe, so we didn't worry about anything bad happening and we weren't out there watching her. My wife and I hear her yell for her Mommy and Daddy. We run outside just in time to see her get thrown into the back of a black van. The van drove off and we never saw our precious little girl again," he explains. He has tears in his eyes now. The interviewer looks shocked and asks him, "can we know her name? Maybe some people out there can help you find her." He smiles at that thought. He replies with, "Yeah, of course. Her name is Penelope Jane Ackles. She's 15 right now and she will turn 16 in exactly three weeks." I can't believe it. Jensen's daughter and I share the exact same birthday and name. Wait, if we have the same birthday and name, could I be his daughter? An email address pops up on the screen for you to send information to if you know anything about his daughter. I quickly type the email address into my phone and send them an email explaining my situation. I include my picture and the address of the orphanage I'm at right now. I look back at the screen for the interview and the interviewer is handed a laptop. "It looks like somebody that's watching right now knows something about your daughter," she says to Jensen. She hands him the laptop and he reads the email. After about 2 minutes, he quickly apologizes, hands her back the laptop, and runs out of the building. Was that my email that he read?