There was a girl, walking her dog in the park while the wind made her long black hair and her blue summer dress dance around her pale skin, the sun was about to set, the light gave the girl a golden look, she looked angellike, beautiful, but she didn't know.
she picked a branch from the ground and waved with it, to be sure the dog saw it, it's reaction was a bark of excitement, the girl smiled and threw the branch, the dog ran after it.
The girl closed her eyes, enjoying the sunlight on her skin, while she waited for the dog to return to her.
The girl opened her eyes again and saw the dog had returned with the branch in it's mouth, the girl smiled again as she took the branch and pet the dog, she threw the branch again and the dog ran after it again, they went on like that for another while, until the sun had almost disappeared behind the houses of the tow, then they went home, where her mother would be waiting for her with a nice mug of tea.
it was end September, the leave started to fall, which made that the park had a magical ... in the golden sunset light.
The girl walked down the streets on her way home with the dog on the leash, most parts of the streets were covered in shadows, other part in the golden light.
It was silent on the streets, people weren't home, most of them were still on vacation or going out, some people said they missed the people, because there were less people to talk to on the streets, but the girl enjoyed it, no one who would ask her for directions, no one who would greet her and ask how her mother was, no one would ask how she was, no one would ask if they could pet her dog, it was just silent, and the girl smiled.
At some point the girl turned to a small house, with a nice garden, the grass was green and flowers in all the colours, a nice pond and some trees, the house looked like a house you would read about in fairy tales, but for the girl it was real life, but she sometimes seemed to forget, and when she realized it again, all she could do was smile.
The girl walked up to the house, the house where she lived, and opened the front door, it made some noise, the house was old, each movement you made would be heard in another room from the old wooden floor.
''Honey? Is that you?'' heard the girl a woman saying, they woman's voice was warm and soft, it made you feel home immediately.
The girl took the leash off the dog and let it go wherever it wanted to go, then she replied:
''Yes mum, it's me.'' The girl opened a door and went from the hallway to the kitchen, she saw a woman, who was her mother working in the kitchen, she looked in a book and added something in a bowl, then she looked up and smiled, the girl smiled back at her mother, she saw two mugs on the table in the living room, the room was right next to the kitchen, and could see anything what happened there right from the kitchen, she went there, e and took her mug, she drank slowly until her mother came to join her, she asked the girl about the walk and they talked about how beautiful nature could be, how magical this time of the year was, and how weird it was how beautiful it was, because even though it's beauty, everything was dying.
The girl asked her mother if she could borrow the camera the next day, so she would be able to take some pictures, you never knew how short something this magical could last, or when it would ever come back, the girl wanted to be able to enjoy it any time she wanted.
They just sat there the rest of the evening, talking, mother and daughter, no TV, no music, no other people, just them, talking about life, just the way she enjoyed it, the girl didn't like small talks, she enjoyed speaking if she knew the other person enjoyed talking, so she knew she would be talk long, and have deep conversations, the girl mostly was silent because of this, her classmates didn't want to have deep conversations, knowing if the girl had a pencil they would be able to borrow was enough for them, so she kept silent, and people assued she was just shy.
