The boy who cried wolf [COMPLETED]

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I sat between the graves of my mother and of my father.

This is the place I should be at.

This is where I should have been all along.

I sighed and buried my head in my knees.

My hat fell to the ground and my ash brown hair tickled my face.

I had Mum's hair.

I felt how wet my knees became.

It wasn't rain.

So, what was it?

I looked up to see that the sun had set.

I wiped my face clean.

Tears...

They were tears.

With a quick movement I picked up my hat, dusted it off and put it on my head.

"Mum, Dad, I am off again. I will take care of the sheep like you told me to. I can't join you just like that, can I? You won't like that, right?", I tried to smile a bitter little smile for a bitter farewell.

And then I went back to gather the sheep.

But...

As soon as I arrived.

There were no sheep to gather anymore...