Cole's mother was very worried about Cole's difference. She wanted to protect her son, but she didn't know how to do it. , she hopes to communicate well with him. But Cole couldn't tell his secret. She shouted for him to leave, crying alone, and often saw her son being hurt in her sleep, and she had trouble sleeping and eating. But Cole was afraid to share his secret with anyone, because no one would believe it, and no one would understand: how he could see ghosts. And he is afraid of ghosts, they hurt him, he lives all day in the gap between two worlds, there is no place to stand. Finally one day, Cole told Crowe, a psychiatrist who had always wanted to help him, and Crowe asked him to listen to what the ghosts said, maybe they didn't want to hurt him, but needed his help. Cole tried to do it, he helped them, no longer scared, and he found a way to connect the two worlds. He told his mother the secret in the car, and told her: Grandma often came back to see them and told him what she wanted to say to her daughter, but didn't have time to say: after the quarrel, she went to see her dance, and she was so beautiful Like an angel, she is proud of her every day. Two people hugged each other in tears. I burst into tears, and I deeply felt that the warmth from the exchange was overwhelming like a flood that opened the floodgates. Finally, the hands of the two people could be truly held together, no longer felt in the crowd. alone.
Why do we always have so many fears and worries that are hard to describe? So many indescribable fears haunt us like ghosts, we can't face them, and we have bizarre reactions: some people are afraid to go home, some people occasionally lose their words. Maybe we hope that we can be understood and recognized, hope that there will be no objections and accusations, and hope that all emotional sacrifices can be received softly and will not fall to pieces on the ground. Maybe it's because the hope is too high, and the fear of incurring greater disappointment, so I dare not try it at all, and the years are wasted time after time until it is too late.
Listen to those who love you and those you love, and tell those who love you and those you love, and then we will no longer be alone, fearful, and frightened.
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