I've Lost a Grandchild Everybody Needs a Story

Every one you need seems to have a story. I myself, I lost a grandchild each year old child. One Sunday after a check service, one day was a pit just behind the residential area. They said they give that land to a miner and then he dug the hose there. So when they came from Chachte, they were playing and they had mud on the hands. That guy was saying that he was splashing the water and then he fell into it. He died. A friend of mine currently is in the mug right now. There's nothing good to tell about mining here and they are still in it. At times, it is between two craters to the little