An innocent little kid sitting aside to a grave . He was hardly six years old,unaware of depression,sadness and all terms of worry but he only knew that he had tears that had made the soil wet all around those two graves. Whom,s grave was it?why he was there at this hour of night? when the whole town was in deep slumber as it had died. But how can you sleep when you had lost your world. The creatures that are just a person to the rest of the world but those persons were never worth less than a whole valley filled with love and beauty for this little angel .

He had something deep inside but he didn't knew what it was,he just knew that the tears are falling out and out of his eyes as they would soon turn to a sea . At a close look,there were some wounds. One of them was on the bottom of the left ear,it had almost turned red,the lower lip was swollen as someone would have hurted it but at that age he deserved a kiss on those soft lips from the ones who were responsible for his existence today.

No one knows about the wounds that were hidden under the shirt,that black shirt that was turning to pieces day by day as his heart but still...