It was saturday afternoon, they just had lunch together and out of a sudden Darwing, my cousin, asked for permission to go to the new soccer field behind the hill with his friends. Who are you going with? , my uncle Rene asked. The father of my friend Agusto is going to drive us in his truck! That's not a truck, it is a lorry my aunt Amalia said, smiling. Darwing rushed to the corner, my uncle and aunt entered to their house and after 10 minutes somebody knocked the door desperately, there was and accident, the truck crashed and unluckily Darwing died. He was just 12 years old... after that my uncle and aunt never got over that terrible event in their lives.
Do you think that losing a son or a daughter can be the saddest event in the life of a person?
