This cannot be happening, Max thought as she stood দ্বারা a বৃক্ষ in the park. Little অ্যাঞ্জেল sat under the tree, weeping her eyes out. Thick tears running down her cheeks. In her hands she held a little bird. She had caught it earlier as it fell from the sky and it had, unfortunately, died in her hands. And now little অ্যাঞ্জেল was so shaken দ্বারা it, she was breaking down.
What do I do, Max asked herself. অ্যাঞ্জেল was crying, and this time she didn't know how to handle it. She had had a lot of conversations with her flock. But nothing so sensitive as "Death". She remembered how peaceful the দিন had started...
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