Sunshine Girl #wonderthemovie

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   Kindness has a way of weaving it's way into people, slowly and carefully. It happened to me, and it'll happen again.

  My name's Brooklynn Midnight, and I'm a firm believer in Fate. It's only because my story can only be told by me, as no experience can match mine.

  I guess I'll start on the typical summer day. School was about to start,  just a few days away in fact. The wind was roaring, and sand was blowing in my face. Painful, but the sight of the receding beach waters was beautiful. Unphotographable.

  I'd always be one for children. I was a babysitter, and loved kids. Dogs too, and cats. But on that particular day, my life would change forever.

   As I was admiring the ocean, sitting in the sand, a little girl entered the beach. She was only about five, and wore nothing but a short blue dress, and a headband on top of her bald head. Her name, which I sadly never learned, must have been something unique and beautiful. Like her.

  I'd come to call her sunshine girl, for her smile lit up even the darkest nights. While I sat on that beach,  the girl placed a rock down, then walked away. Without even acknowledging my presence. What a peculiar thing, I thought. A young girl walks away from a beach, empty handed, only pausing to place down a rock.

  She kept coming back. I never spoke a word to her, only watched her actions. Every day, into September, October, and even late November. The rocks formed some sort of shape, I wasn't sure what it was. It was neither a square nor a triangle, nor a rectangle, nor a diamond. It was a creation of it's own.

  It was Christmas Eve when she lay down her last rock. At the time, I wasn't sure if it was completed. Sunshine girl looked so weary. Tired, drained, pale. Yet she took time to place down the rock, one last time. I never saw her after that.

  I was going through a rough time. My friends were all gone, my parents divorced. I wasn't eating, sleeping. Everything seemed so different from the first time she put a rock down on the sand. So, Christmas Morning, I walked outside, to see my one and only present. The rocks were a heart.

  It formed a heart. A tiny, but large thing. An act of kindness, from a girl giving up herself. She was tired, she was sick. Sunshine girl took her time leaving a legacy. Ninty Four stones. Ninty Four days. Ninty Four little acts of kindness. One large one.

   In times of darkness, even inner battles within ones self, we must think only of the light.

   That's what Sunshine Girl would have wanted.