After a long two weeks in Australia visiting your family, you finally are going home. You nearly cried when you had to leave. You really didn’t want to.. But you didn’t really have a choice, since school and all..

11:30 PM.

When you were driving to the airport at night, you noticed a little girl with orange hair, in a white skirt on the sidewalk, drawing something with chalk. Her bike seemed to be next to her, along with the backpack she carried, the backpack spelling “Lily” in different colors. So the little girl’s name..is Lily? Why does that name sound similar to your ex’s child..? Ugh. Just ignore it.

But, seriously. What kind of little girl goes outside at night like this? You decided to pull over in a empty parking space on the sidewalk, and walk up to her.

“Stranger! Stranger danger! Back away!” Lily screams, now starting to cry, feeling you may hurt her.