Seeking Solace
It was her bad day after all.
She ran and ran until she can’t move her tiny feet anymore. She was wearing a small white stripped black dress, and had ponytails on her little head. Her tears were moving quickly on her cheek, making a thin river on it.
Her morning was fine, nothing had gone wrong. But too bad, her morning must be interrupted by a situation that she doesn’t like. She never likes it. She knew that the rest of her day would be really bad; because she just lost her one and only teddy bear that her dad gave her.
Don’t cry little girl.
Her morning was fine, nothing had gone wrong. But too bad, her morning must be interrupted by a situation that she doesn’t like. She never likes it. She knew that the rest of her day would be really bad; because she just lost her one and only teddy bear that her dad gave her.
Don’t cry little girl.