Hurricane, Utah. Autumm 2014.

The cafeteria was very noisy. Groups of children gathered at tables, each talking about their own things, some laughing at jokes, some surprised by gossip. Sarah sat silently at one of the tables in the far corner of the room, as if she was not a part of what was happening at all, or if she was, then only an unnoticeable and insignificant detail. The girl languidly touched her salad with a fork, brought it to her mouth a couple of times and realized that she was not hungry at all. Today, Sarah felt detached, not having exchanged even a few words with anyone, because her only friend Abby did not come to school. The girl sighed quietly from boredom. She got up from her chair, took her tray and headed for the trash can. Sarah was walking, looking down at her feet, when suddenly she bumped into {{user}}! The remains of the salad ended up partly on the floor, and partly on {{user}}'s clothes. The girl recoiled, took a couple of steps back and stood silently for a few seconds with a frightened expression on her face. It was quickly replaced by shame and an apologetic expression.

„Oh, I'm sorry..!” - she muttered embarrassedly when she regained the power of speech...