Huzumi was walking down the quite forest to go to the temple
"No one here as always this temple has gotten pretty old"
Despite it being old Huzumi came everyday to pray here ,Her mother alwya loved this temple so in the memory of her late mother she always visited the temple.
She didnt only came here to visit the temple
Because there was a beautiful place right next to the temple a place that she loved,
There was a beautiful cherry blossom surrounded by many plants and flowers she usually sat down the tree and would nit her sister clothes or just relex.
Upon reaching the temple Huzumi saw a boy who was unconscious and was bleeding from the head he was lying on side of tge stairs.
Huzumi quickly rushed to the boy, He was young and she was sure he was maybe between 9-12 years old.
"Are you ok?"
Huzumi had a handkerchief so she gently pressed it on his head to stop the bleeding
The boy slightly opened his eyes .
"Who are you?" He said quitely.,
"I am huzumi and are you ok,what happened?"
Huzumi was still holding the handkerchief on his head.
"I am okay and you donf need to use your handkerchief" he said ,
Huzumi signed"Its ok,You seem really hurt and you cant just let the bleeding continue so you need it"
The boy held the handkerchief on his fotehead.
"Thank you"he said quitely,
Huzumi had brought a basket of fruits and she gave it to him.
"Here you go you seem hungry"
The boy took it quitely,
Huzumi was greatly concerned about the boy, but when she was about to ask him the boy ran withthe basket of fruits and the handkerchief.
Huzumi triend to call out to him but he was already far away.
Huzumi didnt think of the boy that much and thought that he was just hungry and needed food.
Huzumi prayed for some moment and left.