Levi's POV:
"Levi, you've been spending most of your time in the field. Why don't you join the other children? Spent some time with them and get to know them," Father Pierre suggested. "Go and make friends," he added.
"I tried, but they don't want me to be their friend," sadly speak and release a big sigh.
"Why?" he curiously asks. "They were good kids. I bet they also want to be your friend. You just have to try harder," he tries to convince me.
"They think I'm weird because I keep burying animals in the field." I remain motionless and passive. "I did try, though, they just don't want to come near me," I murmured.
He sits beside me and put his arm on top of my shoulder and said, "Listen to me, Levi, you are not weird. You are special and don't let their words get into
