She sits there lightly perched on the edge letting the coming mist bring back old memories. She closes her eyes letting the image sink in. She see a little girl sitting at a fisher-price make up table shoving oreos into her lipstick-covered mouth. Then the same pale-skinned dark-haired child sitting watching Bob Barker and soap opera after soap opera with an older women with tan skin and jet black hair. The women glances over to where the child sits sleeping.

By Jasmine, Grade 8