She sat there on the bench, with no umbrella, as the rain came pouring down. She couldn't go home. She had no home to go to. Tears in her eyes threaten to come out and there was no stopping them. One rolled down her cheek and the rest followed. One by one until it was a waterfall. A little girl by the name of Harper had lost hope. A game of hide and seek had turned to a game of where's my mom.
