The
young girl started running towards the bar. Flinging herself into the air, she
caught it. She let her momentum swing her around a few times before she
stopped. Standing on top of the bar, she jumped for the nearest branch of the
tall tree. The Frisbee was at the top, she had a lot of climbing to do. The
girl pushed off from the bar and landed on the branch, then started climbing.
She soon reached the top and grabbed the Frisbee. She pushed off, did a back
flip, and landed safely on the ground. All of the other children cheered; their
toy was back. The young girl didn’t join in on the celebration. Instead, the
hair was standing up on the back of her neck, like she was feeling an arctic
breeze on the hot August day. She looked around, almost as if looking for
someone she knew. Giving up, she turned from the rest of the kids and started
down the street.