The days of agony.

The men begin hammering the walls of the house from below. They hit it from all corners and the whole walls got cracked. A last hard blow and the men ran back.

The whole beautiful glorious house collapsed down, breaking every room, window door, and stairs, creating a large thud with lots of dust flying in the air.

The little girl hid herself to escape the rushing dust. With the dust and dirt disappearing away when the views were clearer, Loathefiya could see nothing except piles of bricks, fallen wood, and smashed windows with doors.

Once they left, she went to the destruction area where Sharp's mirror and the edge of doors were all ready to hurt,

Loathefiya looked around the bricks and stones, throwing away mud with her bare soft hands. The stones and rocks were hurting her.

With tears floating down her cheeks she kept scratching the hard hot piles, calling inwards, "Where are you?" and then stopped looking at the ground shocked in relief,

"My..... my doll... you are here...