While the days are passing Gilbert was becoming more sad and sad because his only sister (younger than four years) was gradually dying because of scarlet fever.
All the doctors of the township came, all the medicine men came, they even went to the next big town for her treatment, but, nothing was working and day by day her health was deteriorating.
One day came, she did not wake up, and Gilbert was the first person to observe this- he yield, “Mother, sister is not waking up!”
Entire community came, they used to love her very much because of her politeness and beauty- they came all together they mourn all together they sympathized all together and left, while Gilbert was standing alone, with her motionless body.
Thereafter, the preacher came- all took her dead body for the funeral, the preacher state those words Gilbert already memorized, but, his sadness never abridged for a single moment.
Continued…
Pure fiction. Any similarity should be treated as mere coincidence.