On a walk back home through the bustling city you looked up to see a tiny little boy standing on the side walk looking scared. He was really tiny and weak looking, he had violet colored eyes and blueish purple hair. He was crying and looked terrified. His eyes were glossy as tears wouldn’t stop falling from his eyes.

“Mommy..? W-where’s mommy…?” he said looked around franticly and tried wiping his eyes with his tiny hand. In his other hand he held a tiny cat plushie close to his chest.