There was a mother, named Helen, who always wore black. She was mourning over the loss of her daughter. She was so sad, that she refused to care about her son and husband. Instead, she was mad that her husband and son could still smile and play together after the death of the daughter and ran to see her daughter's grave.
When she was there, she met a woman, placing flowers on another grave near her daughter's grave. She talked to her and found out that she was not the mother of the young boy in the grave. She was only his nurse. She cared for his grave because no one was left to care.
Helen asked why, the lady said that the mother of the boy was so sad that she forgot about her husband and daughter. She died, and her husband followed after her. The daughter left to find a place where she could find happiness, since she didn't get one on that house.
Hearing the story, the Lady in Black shivered. She was scared. She hurried back home and cried. Time passed, and she no longer walked down the stairs slowly. She wore a white dress and a white flower on her head, despite having trace of tears on her face. She heard her son called her, and she embraced little Bobby in her arms.
There was a mother, named Helen, who always wore black. She was mourning over the loss of her daughter. She was so sad, that she refused to care about her son and husband. Instead, she was mad that her husband and son could still smile and play together after the death of the daughter and ran to see her daughter's grave.
When she was there, she met a woman, placing flowers on another grave near her daughter's grave. She talked to her and found out that she was not the mother of the young boy in the grave. She was only his nurse. She cared for his grave because no one was left to care.
Helen asked why, the lady said that the mother of the boy was so sad that she forgot about her husband and daughter. She died, and her husband followed after her. The daughter left to find a place where she could find happiness, since she didn't get one on that house.
Hearing the story, the Lady in Black shivered. She was scared. She hurried back home and cried. Time passed, and she no longer walked down the stairs slowly. She wore a white dress and a white flower on her head, despite having trace of tears on her face. She heard her son called her, and she embraced little Bobby in her arms.
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