This morning, I went into my son’s room to clean.
At first glance, it looked like something deeply wrong had happened inside my house. The pale fragments were scattered across the dusty floor in small broken chunks, and the second I noticed them, my stomach tightened instantly. My mind jumped straight toward disaster. The pieces looked strange—chalky, brittle, almost unnatural—and suddenly every terrifying possibility started…
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