Why was she even here? This was so stupid. She could get kidnapped or shanked being out here all alone. Even though she gripped her cell phone tightly in her fist, she didn’t feel at all safe. Here she was, 5’2” and skinny as can be, walking down an empty street alone, all because of one stupid hope. She knew it was stupid, and she didn’t even know why she was doing it. Why go to the park alone? Sure, exercise would be good; she had spent all day inside cleaning and painting in her kitchen. Sure, it would be nice to get away from the house, where her mother slept constantly and the silence was deafening to her. Sure, she kind of hoped he would find her there, even though she already knew he wouldn’t, but that didn’t count out the fact it was scary.
Her feet tapped the sidewalk pavement in rhythm, making a small patter with each step. The sun rested on her skin, as if trying to comfort her and congratulate her on leaving the house on her own. The wind was very subtle, and the air just felt calm. She tried to relax, but she couldn’t help the wrenching feeling of anticipation in her stomach, her eyes darting around nervously, waiting for some creepy guy to jump out at her and knock her over the head and take her away. What a lovely thought.
The girl finally arrived at the park, where a small girl swung by herself on the swing set, and an old woman, who she could only assume was the grandmother, sitting on a bench. The auburn haired girl sat on the swing next to the child and pushed off; swinging with her long, lean legs. Her legs were the only things she liked about her body, really. She was small chested, skinny, and very pale. The wind blew through her hair, the silence almost as vociferous as the silence at home. She could feel the little girl staring at her from beside her, but she ignored it. She was focused on something else entirely.
Her gaze was fixed on the entrance to the park. Even though she knew he wouldn’t show, she waited impatiently, looking intently, as if expecting him to stroll by any minute now. To a passerby, it would seem she was merely waiting for someone that happened to be late, but as the minutes ticked by, it was apparent they weren’t showing. Not like she had honestly expected him to, but for some reason disappointment caught in her throat and she couldn’t sit here anymore. It was too depressing. She jumped off the swing and flew through the air, landing quietly on the bark chips, leaving the park without a second glance.
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