"Yours," ↪️p.jm✉️

Bonus

"I wanna show you a place that I used to go to a-lot with my mom"
She takes my hand  and runs across the greenery of the park, only that the beautiful green didn't last long, it was replaced by hard ground.

I look back at the grass but end up turning back to the front to see where where we going.

"Can you run faster?" She quickens her pace and I, with my tiny legs, struggled to catch up with her speed, and it was even worse because she held my hand tightly.

"Can we take a break to breathe?" The 8 year old me asks.

She roughly shakes her head, her pigtails hit her face."If we stop now it wll be late!"

I didn't quite understand what was going on, but my lungs were going to explode, and I couldn't take any of this, so I stopped all of a sudden.

And because of my sudden stop, and my weight, I ended up pulling her ans both of us fell on the rock floor.
"Why did you stop?!"
She was mad, and got even angrier when she saw a bruise on her elbow.

I was sorry but never got to say so, I didn't say anything in fact, but only looked down at my dirty hands , that she grabbed, with such motivation to get our little selves to wherever we were going.

This time she walked a tad slower, and I was still thinking about how I injured her, I felt so bad;
All she wanted was to take me to a place she loves, and I was complaining,
She wanted us to enjoy and have fun before it is night time and our parents start to worry,
Yet, I decided to be selfish.

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We arrive in a place, full of tiny bushes, and sand, and in the centre was a small building, that looked like it was gonna fall down at any minute, and from my worry, I had to ask her about it and her reply was a simple "No, it won't"