So today, I was in a shop and I seen and little boy with his mum. His mum looked so confused, she began to panic and the little boy, who could of not been older than 5 years old, took her face into his little hands and said :
'Mummy, mummy. It's me. It's me Alex. It's okay mummy. Nothing's going to hurt you here. We're just buying milk. Come on mummy. Take my hand and we'll buy the milk."
The mother, still confused, took the little boys hand and he, while helping his mother, paid for the milk and walked out of the shop before getting on the bus, while helping his mother and carrying the milk. This boy was no older than 5, and his mother suffered from an awful disease called Dementia. It's disease's like that, that take the childhood away from boys like that little boy because he has to take care of his mother.
Fave if you would take care of his mother for a day if it meant that that little boy got one more day of his childhood to enjoy.
tickingclocks