THE LITTLE GIRL
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his starts, when a little girl, soft as a feather , hair like clouds her tiny little fingers
was just like silk . But when she came out to cruel world , her mother passed away from TB.
This was a stressor in family ....... Her father name was WELMON he was a tradesman , felt so alone that he did extra work till midnight to just forget about her. But the real concern was about raising the little sapling.
The very next day , he received an order from the King of the neighboring country, "THE MOURS ", to take a look over his kingdom, if he likes the goods and to trade with them as well .
He accepted the directive by the King and wrote a letter to the king where he live ... Then he took the approval.....
The next sunny morning, he gave the little child to his neighbor AMANTHA .
Amantha was old kind lady who lived in a mansion all alone and accepted the girl with open hands . Welmon thanked her and went for his trade as decided. He told her that he will come within a week . But the days ticks away but the month just passes right infront of Amantha's eyes. But no news from his side .
{KNOCK ON THE DOOR )
"Coming! ",Amatha says in hyperness. She opens the door and a man with a big nose was standing right infront of her by holding the hat down in a great grief.
"He's no more ! But he gave this letter to his little girl, may God give him heavens ! ".
" Oh! No ". ( she prays to god for awhile). "Will you have a tea with me , sir ", Amatha speaks gently.
"Thank you madam, I'will '' .
Amantha welcomed him . "What a beautiful house ! Is this your paintings on the wall ", asked the man .
"Yes , sir ", says blushing Amatha.
"You haven't introduced yourself yet , sir " .
" Oh! So sorry madam, I'm Connel . A business trader from the Mours ", said the man.
" Welmon never mentioned you ",says Amatha.
"How will he , we just met met two days before he went to I heavens ! ", says Connel .
"How this happened ", says Amatha.
" When that day he stepped into the Mours , the king welcomed him with open arms, and told him to give as much as luxury he could give him , and called me to show all the trade markets and places to him ", starts Connel.
"I told him to take a bath and meet me at the Sun dail, the most beautiful clock in the Moors ".
"Then we talked and decided to make a agreement on the friendship and trading ship of the two kingdoms . Then he went back to his room . But the next morning I knocked the door , and the door was open I did not believed but my heart was pounding double fast and I entered the door and I peaked into his bed and saw bleedy blanket then I pull off the blanket and saw that god took his soul in the heavens.!. ".
"Was it a killing from a knife, or any object ", said Amatha in shock .
"No. Ma'am it wasn't from any sharp object . It was from any spell or dark magic ", said Connel.
"Oh My ! who can cast a spell on him "asked Amantha.
Connel put back the tea cup on the table and whipped up his mouth and stood up .
" No idea madam . Now , thanks for your great kindness, Now I shall leave for Mours ".said Connel. "Yeah , sure ". Said smiling Amatha.
Then Amantha gave a humble leave- taking to him .
