Countless flowers flew around the open field as they danced all over a young girl. She had shoulder-length blonde hair and a beautiful pair of light-blue eyes. However, the most noticeable feature that made her look endearing were the freckles that were scattered across her face.
With a sigh, the beautiful scene came to an end as the flowers fell on the ground one by one. Sarah looked into the distance with a worried expression. Although the sun was shining brightly, she felt cold.
Images of that horrible night had haunted her like a nightmare. For a young girl who was only eleven-years-old that kind of traumatic experience should never have happened. She should be playing around and enjoying her childhood surrounded by family and friends.
