MAY MOTHER BE LOVED BY GOD

FOOTSTEPS

nightly. A plate of steaming warm rice, a bowl of spinach vegetables with

young corn lump, a piece of cob fish, plus crackers and a grain

oranges. Coral, the young man is still sleeping soundly.... Wakeless? Ah, that's the

look at the eyes. Look at his facial expression in more detail, how face

the real dashing and handsome one frowned in his sleep. As such

someone who is enduring the pain. Like a little boy who

daunted to see the smallpox immunization syringe. The coral's fingertips

vibrates slowly. Breath sounded. Sweat (soaked corn)

crack on forehead. Those nightmares! Look real! Painful.

How not to hurt? When you realize that it's all true

perfect as a re-run of a cramped past broadcast to remember.

Youswearit. Trying to run as fast as possible. But your feet

unfortunately even though it was like a moving train wheel tracking an iron bearing,

the body still does not move. Run in place. Carouseturned

nightmare. "Go-lah! There's nothing left here" Silently.

The girl in front of him did not reply, wiping away the tears on the cheek with the tip

veil. Beautiful hoods light blue. That pretty face looks

cloudy. "Please, go!"

Non-rigid. Just the ticking of the clock on the wall sounded. No! No! No!

Ah-yeah, of course also sobbing the beautiful girl with the bloodline face

that's. The new night is coming. The Children's Reading Garden is visible

luminous.... Half an hour ago the cute visitor broke up.

It's late afternoon, time to go home. Tomorrow on the next day read the book, listen

the story, or just playing the internet with the guard brothers

Reading Garden.

"Isn't it all done...." Sobbing, "Nobody

blame you" Sob again.

Laughs bitterly. "Nobody blames me? That's important!

People are more important than what

i feel? You know, every second I look back

everything is.... Shouts them! Their frightened faces! Good Lord!

Even their hands are frozen, their lips are

blue... body-body cold floating.. eighteen-" "Stop! I

beg you!" The hooded girl threw out her snot. Endeavored

stop the young man's words. Hearing that regretful sentence really

beating heart. Especially looking at the young man's face before him. The face that used to be so carefree, so pleasant. The face that made it

falling-love.

Now then? Perfectly bound by guilt. Oh, my God, if

You let him, wanting to embrace him. Forced

empathy and sympathy. Giving millions of despair and joy. Raise

her heart. Telling him through a soft touch on the cheek if he doesn't

alone goes through these painful times, never alone....

He will always have people who love him. Look, this afternoon

the kids keep coming. All the inhabitants of this great city also remained

appreciative, no one brought up the incident anymore.

There aren't.... And if only everyone

blaming, there is still a self that does not. The hooded girl was actually crying right now, her heart was swollen by sadness, not understanding, she said,

haru flavor, promises.... Even if everyone left, he still had

he who will always love no matter what the situation.... "You.... You

still have it all." Stifled.

The young man in front of him shook his head, "You're mistaken.... No. gabe. There is no more

remaining. Go, I beg you.... I have no more of this life!

There's nothing else you deserve let alone be proud of me."