the ball go. that’s nothing! he really enjoy in it, have his fun in that little football.
every time i saw him playing happily, with the smile on his face, i was moved, the boy who was playing a ball right there, and a boy who refused to say anything, are they a same boy?
i don’t know how could a community turn a boy in to a sick one, how could a mother let that happen, how a sunny boy miss his mother but will never see her again, how could this sunny boy turns into a monster.
these question was always on my mind, that i can’t put them away. i 