Breath

Come on, breath

Don´t let me down

Don´t die on me

Breathe

I know it hurts kiddo, but please breathe

Who had done this to you?

So innocent

So little

Your father seems worry and guilty

Guilty?

Yes…he did this to you, didn´t he little one?

Inhale

Exhale

Keep doing it

You are so young

You have a lot to live

God, let him live…..

The woman looked at the hospital entrance and smile, she caress the hair of the boy and sighed in relief

"We are here. Please Mr. Rukawa, come with me"

Guilty in his eyes

An a strange cloud covering them

I have seen that kind of looks before

In drunk people……