Kindergarten and so young, I was playing in the park all alone. I kept running around that I didn't notice that I went far from my parents. I made me worried and I couldn't find them. The park was so huge with lot's of people in it. I didn't know where to go. I ran and ran calling for them but I had not one chance to find them. I sat down by an old tree and cried. It's been a long time already and I think I've already cried a glass of tears. A tap was felt on my shoulders. I looked up to see a boy maybe 3-5 years older than me looking at me with with worry plastered on his face. He asked if I was ok but I shook my head. He sat by my side and started to calm me down. He stayed with me until my parents find me. This is where everything starts.