Teachers noticed that a 9-year-old student was watering the ground daily and hiding something in a hole
“…I’m feeding her,” he whispered.
The teacher stepped closer, confused. “Feeding who, Luca?”
The boy didn’t answer. He simply pointed to the ground.
Her heart started to race. Slowly, she knelt and brushed the fresh dirt away. Beneath the surface, she found the plastic bag. She hesitated for a moment, then opened it.
Inside, wrapped in a handkerchief, were small items—pieces of bread, flowers, even a tiny toy. And beneath those… a folded photograph.
She unfolded it carefully. It showed Luca, smiling, next to a little girl who looked no older than six.
“That’s Ana,” he said. “My sister.”
The teacher felt a lump rise in her throat.
“She died last year,” he continued, voice trembling. “But I still talk to her. I tell her what I do every day. I leave her things so she doesn’t feel alone.”
The silence that followed was deafening.
The teacher, stunned, tried to gather her thoughts. She reached out and gently touched Luca’s shoulder.
“It’s okay,” she said quietly. “You’re not alone either.”
Later that evening, the school staff gathered and, with Luca’s approval, set up a small memorial in that corner of the yard—a quiet space, marked with flowers and a stone, where Ana’s memory could live on.
And from that day forward, Luca never had to dig alone again.
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
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