Clementine tried to ponder on the witch's words, but she couldn't seem to get the meaning of it.
"My child, what is it that you really wish?" the Witch asked.
Clementine looked up to her.
What is it that she truly wants?
"I—I want to b—be love—d" Clementine replied.
"By whom, my child?"
Clementine turned her face into the crowd and saw a woman trying to make her toddler laugh. Seeing them sent tears rolling down the hills once more.
"Mama," she silently called while she clutched her heavy chest.
"I miss the time where everything was fine."
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The Girl Who Lost Her Face
FantasyHave you ever wondered what's the true reason/meaning behind everybody's smile, including yours? Do you/they smile because you're/ they're happy? Or do you/they smile because, they are expected to and so are you? Join Little Clementine as she finds...