Exiled from paradise

Chapter 195: Tunes

I’m sulking down on my knees as I watch the ducks swim through the river canal. I started to worry about where the ducks would swim if the river was gone. When I was little this river was deep and bigger, Compared to now, the water was still deep, but the water level is lower. Significantly lower. Before, even a small boat cannot pass through the bridge.

I sighed and took a loaf of stale bread from my pocket and then started ripping them off into crumbs. Throwing the crumbs, feeding the ducklings that might lose their habitat somewhere in the future.

My Aunt said that change is something anyone would not escape. Season change, the environment change, and people change.

All you know now will change somewhere in the future. My Aunt crouched down, then, holds my head and hugs me saying that “At least, she wants me to stay as her little baby girl forever.” That’s kinda impossible since I’m going to become a big girl.

The concept of change is being slapped on my face every time, yet, many