the woman sat in her office. unable to think of anything but her child.
dead? how could she be. more importantly . if she was dead how could she see her?
the woman got lost in her own thoughts not even reliseing how fast the day moved by .
when she did relise it was time to leave she got her things but instead of going straight home she took a walk. she had no destination as far as she knew but every turn she made felt like it was bringing something closer .
the feeling of a burning ember being pressed on her Hart was all to real as she saw her daughter's school. nothing looked out of the normal. kids smileing while her little girl was apparently dead. but why . why was she here. what brought her here. and why. did she feel compelled to go into the school.