[Third-person POV: general]
"Grace, come down! What are you doing up there?"
Under the shades of the towering tree, a six-year-old child wearing a short pant and a light brown tee shirt jumped up and down as he tried to call the girl sitting on the branch of the tree.
"I don't want to!"
The little girl on the tree shouted as she looked down on him, her rosy cheeks and tousled blonde hair hiding behind the shades of leaves as she swung her legs beneath her.
"Everyone is already here; come on."
Eden replied with a tired sigh as he sat down within the shades and tried to jump up again but failed.
"I don't want to be with them," she replied with a sad expression. "They make fun of me."
"They will not. I will be there for you," Eden replied, looking up and extending his hands as he smiled at her. "Like always, don't leave my hand, and I won't leave your company."
