Jumping up and down the floor.

Sitting perched on her knees, her navy blue dress billowing around her, the child was transfixed on the playground. More so the children playing happily. She recalled a time not that long ago she was doing the same thing with her father. The thought alone made her eyes narrow and her fists clench. Why did these kids get to keep their parents but she had to go home to a empty house every day? She took a breath as she closed her eyes and relaxed. It was irrelevant. Her eyes slowly opened again and she took the time to carefully scan the park. There wasn't a lot of people here, most were at work or in school...where she should have been. Yet after last nights dream she wasn't quite ready to sit in a closed room learning things she already knew.

A shiver. If only she could make sense of them. Mostly she just wanted her father back. She pushed the thought away and rose to her feet with the grace of a ballet dancer, well... a 12 year old one at least. She brushed her knees off and smoothed her dress, then picked up her sun hat and backpack placing both in place before her hands wrapped around the backpack straps. But she lingered still, a heavy sigh escaping her. She really should go, someone was bound to notice she was out of place...