I picked up the book again and the two sheets of paper which appeared to be two pictures.
One of a little girl in a flowery dress, a smile on her face and freckles on her cheek.
And one of an older man - who was maybe 20 years old or something - that had a shaved head and wore a very strange kind of uniform. He also held a helmet. A strange helmet.
-Hm.
YOU ARE READING
The Girl with the two grave stones
Short Story"I am well aware of the fact that nobody would ever understand my intention to do what I did. Well aware that anybody that knew my story would think I am insane. But that is kinda the reason why I did it" -J.R. Tuckerman
