This cannot be happening, Max thought as she stood द्वारा a पेड़ in the park. Little एंजल sat under the tree, weeping her eyes out. Thick tears running down her cheeks. In her hands she held a little bird. She had caught it earlier as it fell from the sky and it had, unfortunately, died in her hands. And now little एंजल was so shaken द्वारा it, she was breaking down.
What do I do, Max asked herself. एंजल was crying, and this time she didn't know how to handle it. She had had a lot of conversations with her flock. But nothing so sensitive as "Death". She remembered how peaceful the दिन had started...
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