Again you walked past the little girl who was playing on her own again. Everyday when you got home from your part time job as a waitress in a small caffee shop you walked past her. She lived with her parents in the same house as you. She on the first floor and you on the top. You didn't even know her name. You only knew that she always played on her own in front of the house. Her parents were so into their work that they often forgot about their daughter.