As I cautiously walked up the stairs, the girl hurriedly climbed them. I had to tell her to slow down so as to not hurt herself but that only managed to make her slow down a little. I was relieved when we reached the landing because that was when she started to walk normally. Kids at that age had nothing to worry about other than having fun. There wasn't anything bad about it other than the fact that one didn't know to enjoy their time as a child before they would grow up and have to face life problems.
One of those problems I found when I stopped by a door the girl walked into. I saw two women in the room; one seated by the mirror with her head slouched forward, her body flinching constantly to show that she was crying, and the other was standing beside her, her hand gently rested on the
