Short Story

 

While walking on the road, my eyes fell on a

child sitting on a bench. He looked very

serious - his hair was messy, his face sad,

and his searching eyes created a strange

sense of suspense

I gently approached him and asked with care,

"What happened, son?"

He looked at me strangely, then replied with

irritation, "Nothing, uncle... my internet pack is

over."

Saying this, he walked away - and I stood

there, lost in thought, silently watching him

go.

By : Danish

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