My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I wanted to cry but I couldn't do it. The child was called Callum, a name given by Irvin, he no surname was given. His tomb was placed in the south.

The child's picture on the tombstone was blurred while the front of the tomb was covered in weed.

I squatted in front of the tomb and started cleaning the surrounding mess.

Leaning my forehead against the tomb, I smiled faintly. "I'm sorry, my child for only being here now."

I had been avoiding this for so many years. I thought I could get over it, but I couldn't.

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I cast a sideways glance at the tombstone in front of her. It was the tomb of a middle-aged woman. It was probably her mother.

There was nothing I could say to comfort her. I remained quiet, watched her cry, and felt an emptiness in my heart. Why didn't I have any tears to cry?

After a while, the woman stopped crying. When she noticed me, she was slightly stunned. She said in a hoarse voice, "You..."

here to visit my

picture was not in the best condition, she could tell that it was a child. After a slight

looked at me with reddened eyes, "Life is truly too

say anything and kept

woman hadn't left yet. It seemed

a story about a girl, an eight-year-old child. She had a happy family - parents and a younger brother. The four of them lived a

them and took her father away. Her mother could not bear the sorrow, so she remarried,

who made meagre income through fortune-telling. Her presence made her grandmother's already pessimistic life took

all the pain and suffering in her life on her through abuse and torture. As a young girl, she made the harsh and helpless decision to end her life

shock. I didn't understand why she would say something like this

I was stunned, I didn't

home, after all. I

went back to the apartment and took a long nap. In my dream, I

tears brimming in my eyes, I cried and woke up from my dream. I

torn apart, and I was in so