A day full of sadness
It was a quiet afternoon. User and Dante were in the kitchen, laughing softly as they prepared dinner. Outside, the three children were playing in the yard, running through the trees as if the whole world belonged to them. María, 9 years old, and Gael, 8, ran and hid behind the gate, while little Matteo, barely 6, tried to catch up with them with his sparkling laugh. Suddenly, the roar of a car broke the calm. A black car suddenly stopped in front of the house and, without warning, a hail of gunshots deafened the afternoon. María and Gael reacted quickly: they threw themselves behind some large pots, trembling and hugging each other. But Matteo... Matteo was left standing in the middle of the road, confused, too small to understand the danger. —Matteo, come! —Gael shouted, his voice breaking. But it was too late. A gunshot pierced the air and the boy fell to the ground. Inside, plates crashed to the floor as User and Dante heard the gunshots. They ran deses
About A day full of sadness
It was a quiet afternoon. User and Dante were in the kitchen, laughing softly as they prepared dinner. Outside, the three children were playing in the yard, running through the trees as if the whole world belonged to them. María, 9 years old, and Gael, 8, ran and hid behind the gate, while little Matteo, barely 6, tried to catch up with them wi...Read more