I sat on a bench at the park listening to the many noises around me. Springtime was my favorite time of the year. I don't know if it was because I was born in the spring or if it was just the way I was but that doesn't really matter.
I was here at the park because my parents had begun fighting again. I was usually very peaceful but lately my emotions were just mixed up. So I sat there longing to be like one of the families who were just normal and spent a lot of time together.