This is told about a young girl,

who was frightened.



It begun with three words,

said by her mother:

"Be right back."

As it turned out,

those words were only a lie.



The last thing that was heard was

the echo in the little girl's ears

from the car door opening & closing.



The little girl was there,

in the car,

with Max, her dog.



It was silent.



The young girl was staring blankly

out the window,

Max whimpered as she drifted off to

sleep.



**time passes**

(you hear sirens in the distance,

the young girl sleeps deeply,

& her grandma was there getting

the door unlocked)



"Honey, are you okay?"

Her grandma had a

worried look on her face.



The little girl didn't know what was going on.

She was:

scared,

frightened,

confused.



"Everything will be okay."

Her grandma tried to convince her.

Speech didn't come to the girl,

only the tears that ran down her face.



Where was her mom?

She said she would be right back.



Where was Max?

Was that him whining over there?



**years pass**

(her mom still never talked,

the little girl had nightmares,

she cries everytime it comes to her)



This was the story of a young girl,

who was frightened.



And the story of the young adult,

who carries the scars.