# thoughts

He is tiny and he is alone.
She is sad, grieving her mother's dead.
Her husband needs to take care of her.
Out of the picture, his grandmother is praying.
Don't forget the baby, please!
Don't forget the baby, please!
Hurry! Somebody!
I need somebody.
Please don't forget me. It's dark and I am afraid.
I know now. I understand now, but for many years I didn't.
It's hard to know the upside-down world.
Okay, I know now what happened! But what should I do from now on?
It's like a hurricane.
I am still there.