Part 1~

A little girl sits at a picnic table. Her father walks towards the table from the small red truck holding a birthday cake with three little candles on it. The girl blows out the candles and her mother, a woman with strawberry blonde hair and bright green eyes, brings a multicolored box towards the table. The girl's eyes are still glued on her father who cuts her a generous portion of cake. When she begins to eat the cake, icing gets stuck in her light brown pigtails.

As her mother gets closer the girl looked towards her with wide green eyes. Her mother puts down the present and the little girl's eyes light up. She opens it throwing the paper behind her in a flash. Immediately upon opening the package she flings her arms around mother and father. On the table sits an easel, paints, and her first canvas of many. A butterfly lands on the girl's shoulder and seems to be as excited as the girl. Despite the girl's squeals of joy the father looks worried behind his happy face. Something felt wrong, ominous almost. "I'm sure whatever you paint will be beautiful," the father says.