VOSHN 364

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="342"><tr><td class="etesti">342</td><td class="edate">September 6<sup>th</sup>, 1945.</td><td class="eage">42 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>Even her tears were the colour of blood.</td></tr></table><table summary="haikei"><tr><td class="bg" background="../../photo/img152.jpg"><div class="large"><p>My eldest daughter died on September 6th.  It was a cruel and outrageous suffering.  Later I heard that leukemia is the illness that she had.</p><br><p>My daughter had been suffering throughout and begged, "Please kill me!  Please kill me!" There were countless spots like mosquito bites all over her body.  When she died, even the tears she shed were the colour of blood.</p><br><p>She had been suffering from an over 40 degree Celsius (104 degree Fahrenheit) fever and blood in her stools. Before she died, suddenly she raised her hand and said something, "Why didn't you inform me of the severity of this curse?"</p></div></td></tr></table></body>