There was a small girl sitting in one of the many swings in the park, swinging happily with a big grin on her face. She was only six years old; but she was smaller than others her age. People often mistook her for a three or four years old girl, since she had harbored that attribute from her mother. She was told strictly by her loving parents not to wander around, and only play on the swings while they go out to the nearest grocery store and buy them some drinks and snacks, since her very forgetful father would forget to buy those ahead.

The little girl was okay with it, since the park was close to her house anyways. She had been coming out to this place for all of her six year life, so she was very familiar with her surroundings. Beside, she was pretty smart for someone her age, so the chances of losing were from one to none.

“I’m so high!” The girl exclaimed so happily while flinging herself high on the swing, moving her legs backwards and forwards to quicken her swinging. Then, she jumped while still high in the sky, making her land on the ground with a giggle.

Suddenly, there was a glow from the earth she had touched. A very faint one, almost nonexistent, but it was still there. The girl glanced at the ground she jumped onto and felt strange. There were butterflies in her stomach at the sensation, and she found herself lowering into a crouch. She palmed the ground with her tiny hands, and the glow returned, stronger than before