Advice

After that day, he learnt from the woman that he would go to that place whenever his body is so injured and so close to actual death that it needs to recover. 

'My body is kicking me out?' The boy asked, playing with a leaf in his hands. 'I didn't think something like that was even possible.'

'Of course, it is possible.' She said, carrying the boy on her lap. 'Your body is something incredible, kid and I think that you should try to cherish it a little more.' 

'Aren't I?' The boy asked, not looking at her as he knows that he is not, at all. 

'In the past month, you have already come here three times. Staying for seven hours each.' She said, patting his head as gently as she could. 'I do not believe, even for a second, that you are taking care of your body.' 

The boy turned away from her, still playing with the leaf in his hands. 'I don't … I don't like going back there. It is hell over there.'