i first heard fawn's voice when i was seven.
it happened a day after my birthday, and the sun was quite hot.
it started by me sitting beside her, talking and her not replying when i decided i would ask her about her name.
i did, but she didn't reply.
i was so confused, why wouldn't she talk back?
does she not like me?
so i decided not to talk anymore, so we just were two sad kids swinging alone.
when she had to leave, she was hesitating, and when she was almost out of sight, she started running back.
a huge spark of hope erupted inside me, and a smile made it's way to my face.
when she got back she talked to me.
she told me her name was fawn, then she left.
that was day was the day where everything almost felt too perfect to be real.
but it was.
