Angela is standing in a tomb. He keeps a bouquet on top of the grave.

"Hello, ma'am!" Angela exclaimed, staring at the tombstone with her mother's name.

Angela shed tears. I am curious to know how long he will be like this.

"Mother always taught me to be strong and tough. Mother always told me that angels are not crybabies and are always strong. The angel never held grudges or hurt others. But Mom, I'm not an angel. My name is Angel, but I don't have the qualities that angels have. Mother, I never hurt others, but why do they always hurt me, Mom? I don't want to be a...