\"That\'s why I don\'t like hospitals.\"

Especially when hospitalized. I hear sobbing every night. It does not belong to a patient crying in pain. It belongs to a novice angel who cannot swing the scythe to guide the life that cannot be saved anymore. Their mission is to lead innocent souls to heaven. It cannot be allowed to remain on earth or be given into the hands of the devil. However, in front of an incurable child who is suffering, I cannot bring myself to bring down the sickle because I am imagining the possibilities and the future that would result from that, and I am imagining the pain of the parents who have lost their child. This often happens to new angels. That\'s why I hate hospitals.