It Happened Again

“Don’t tell anyone,” the cousin said as he handed the little boy a lollipop to stop him from crying. “You don’t want something bad to happen to you, right?” he added. The little boy nodded as tears rush down his cheeks. It happened again. The first time was abrupt and unexpected. It was late afternoon when the little boy’s parents went away. His mom was a school officer and his father was an alcoholic. This being so, the little boy was often left to the custody of his older cousin on weekdays...

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Published on September 09, 2018 04:58
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