It was 7 of the evening when Kai reached his grandma's old house. When his hands were going to ring the bell suddenly he saw that the door is already open. He enterend the house. All he saw was broken glasses, vase and paintings. The innocent paintings which once he made in his childhood. He saw the photo frame of his little family. In the frame, it can easily saw able that his face was purposely smashed by pencil. He didn’t understand anything…

''Grandma?'' He said.

There was no answer...

“Grandma?”, Kai said in a loud voice.

There was again no answer.

The 3rd time when he still got no answer he got fretted. He started roaming in that poor house.

As he forwarded his footsteps, he could hear broken glasses smashed by his feet making unbearable noise.

“Is anyone here?”, He shouted.

“Yes.”, deep but sobbing voice came.

That voice came from balcony.

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