"I was attacked by wild animals.", the little girl said. Abrecan did not care about the looks. If it was someone else the reaction to seeing this little girl would be different. He could have screamed with disbelief. The girl's body was filled with blood and muds. So many scratches on her face. I mean deep scratches. The girl was about ten years.
Despite the gashes, the girl was smiling. "How come?" This question struck Abrecan. How come this girl was a happy spirit. She was supposed to be crying or angry.
"What is your name? ", Abrecan started with a simple question. He wanted to know more about this girl but he wanted her to comfortable.
" My name is Thabo and please don't ask a lot of names. What is your name?"
"My name is Abrecan. Tell me why are you bothering me? " Abrecan started to walk and the girl followed. She was floating and Abrecan's anger vanished.
