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A young boys experience
Heavy wind blows, trees dance with the rhythm of the wind. tiny pieces of dirt flies to and fro around the cementery. the silent night decorated with the songs of bird and the cry of a little boy.

his head bent down as tears stream from them and on the blocks.

Elliott Baker whom some call Ellis a nine year old has lost his family in a car accident, three days back. through out the period Ellis sat down beside their grave as tears of sorrow and longing overwhelms him.

the cold air brushed his feet crating scrabs on his toes and the way through his legs.

his relatives though tried their best to console him eventually gave out, they believe he would never past through it.

But not for his Aunt Nova Karl, who believes he needed time to get used to it.

she stands on the gate watching Ellis closely between the hole of the gate.

her heart felt sorry for him," what a pity, the little boy has to suffer " she seems to say in her heart.

the wind blows carrying her hat away from her to a destination she never knew of.

she pushed the meta of the gate silently, she steps through the gate and toward Ellis she walked. Ellis walked toward his aunt, though suprise she was she managed to take a hold of his hand.

"I spoke to my parent they are delighted to see me, they told me to be strong " he uttered his voice no longer shaky.

his Aunt's face turned pale as she looks at him, shock and disbelief written all over her face.

thinking it was a play he want her to play along or a joke he wants her to laugh at she smiles back at him.

he turns around and wave at the cementery, his Aunt turn to look and by then she saw the most unbelievable thing that would shock her for days. it was Ellis parents waving at him a as he wave back.

sure enough she believes him now they she saw with her own eyes, as for Ellis a laugh broke on his face, as he jumps around and up to his home he aimed.

if Ellis can forget about his sorrow then why can't she believes they were there?

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thanks for reading. this story is written by me.

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