Fear of Death

The burial was finally over. Its bedtime.i had taken my 7yr old son , to ease herself so she wouldnt wet the bed.That had become a daily routine. He lay down to sleep afterwards after wishing me goodnight.i made my way to go to my own room when i heard a voice behind me. ‘Daddy,i … Continue reading Fear of Death →

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