It was December twenty-third.
The snow plummeted down with the most cautious breeze. Wavering by the edge of the moonlit woods was a pink-nosed girl dressed comfortably in a puffy red jacket. She gazed upward with the biggest brown eyes, admiring the pines with a stare of curious wonder. All worries fell from her mind. In that moment, nothing mattered. In that moment, innocence grabbed the 9 year old by the hand and pulled her forward.