No one knows when or why but one day a small gravestone appeared just outside of town. Almost no one in the small town dared to go look at it except one brave young blonde girl. She was no older than five with bleach blonde hair that she wore in pigtails with little White bows. She one day walked over to the little grave stone and put her little hand on the engrave indentations. She didn't know what it said but she just kept tracing the little letters with her hand. After about three minutes she looked up and saw a young woman standing in a White dress staring at her. The little girl got up and approached the woman full of wonder. The woman reached out to the girl with care like a mother would to comfort her broken child. Just seconds later the child was cast out into darkness. The only thing that remained was a little Blue bow on the gravestone nicely tied around a flower that now laid on the dirt ground.
