Aiko was just 7 years old. Her family was always moving, she hadn't even stayed in one house for more than a year, and she knew this one would be no exception. She knew this because she could hear her mother in the room next to her bedroom.
Her parents where talking, but about what? Her door was open, so she could hear a few hushed words. "She'll be fine", she could hear her father's voice. It was deep and soothing. She tried to walk closer to the door so she could hear more of the weird conversation. She fell on the way, though.
Her mother came running through the door and asked if she was okay. Aiko replied with a simple yes, but she could feel her eyes sting with tears. Her mother wrapped Aiko in some blankets and put her in her bed.
Aiko tried desperately to listen to the rest of her parent's conversation, but to no avail.
She knew they were moving again. And soon.
