"Could you please come here with me sweetheart?"
My small hands tightly held my white sheep stuff toy while staring at the beautiful woman in front of me. I tilt my head because of her eyes that mirror mine. At a very young age, I was able to recognize the similarities she had with me.
"Who are you?" I whisper innocently.
Mother just left a while ago after she scolded me. I was such a bad girl when I almost hurt my sister. That wasn't intentional but Mother hurt me and scolded me. I was punished not to join dinner with her and Father who just arrived after a month of not living in this huge house.
"We will take a look outside for you to feel better" she sweetly smiles. "How old are you?"
"I am better," I immediately reply. "And I am six years old"
Does she know that Mother scolded me? I didn't know her. Father said I shouldn't talk to strangers. But why is she here in my room?
