She stares at the kids playing.
Her dirty sneakers covered in mud , a loose sweat shirt and worn out jeans covering her, as she tries to stop the tears falling down her eyes.
The nose was red and eyes puffy , but no one cared.
The screams of children around made her feel like she was surrounded.
When, in reality, she knew she was alone.
Always.
Using her loose sweatshirt to clear her tears, she folds her arms on her knees and lowers her head on it.
She doesn't remember how long she stayed like that when she feels a tap on her shoulder and she looks up.
"Are...you lonely?"
A small girl with big blue eyes looked at her in worry, making a small smile to leave her lips.
"No dear. You are all with me.... aren't you?"
I ask and she moves her head in a no, sitting beside her.
"No. The
