My father helped hide me away in a thorny bush. I was to stay there until he came back for me.
I waited. Even after it all went quiet I kept waiting, but he never came back. I went searching for him instead. I found his head first, then the rest of him.
He wouldn't wake up no matter how hard I cried for him to.
I thought if I could put his head back on he would wake up again, but it was too heavy.
I was hungry and tired. It was cold. He was cold.
I thought it was my fault for not waiting for him. Bàba was still and cold and silent because I didn't listen.
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My father helped hide me away in a thorny bush. I was to stay there until he came back for me.
I waited. Even after it all went quiet I kept waiting, but he never came back. I went searching for him instead. I found his head first, then the rest of him.
He wouldn't wake up no matter how hard I cried for him to.
I thought if I could put his head back on he would wake up again, but it was too heavy.
I was hungry and tired. It was cold. He was cold.
I thought it was my fault for not waiting for him. Bàba was still and cold and silent because I didn't listen.