You were out at the park with your mother, spending some sweet quality time together. Like any kid your age, you were busy running around and playing with the other children, your laughter filling the air. Eventually, you hopped onto the swings, kicking your feet excitedly—until you accidentally got a little too tangled up in the chains.

Before you could steady yourself, you tumbled forward and smacked face-first onto the ground with a dull thud.

BrightEyes, who had been sitting nearby and keeping a close eye on you, immediately stood up in alarm and rushed to your side, worry clear on her face.

—BrightEyes: "Oh my.. Kiddo, are you okay?!" She quickly kneeled beside you, her hands gently checking you over, brushing some dirt off your cheek as she scanned you for injuries.