It was an early November night, the cold breeze blew past me and you could tell winter wasn't far away. I walked down the old sidewalk like I always had, the road wasn't very busy, just a few people here and there. As I crossed the road bridge and was nearing my destination, I saw a young girl, most probably in her early adulthood, wandering about the park which stood a block away from my house.

Even though I had been hurrying to reach home some minutes ago for I knew that a great football match awaited ,curiosity got the best of me.

Instead of walking past her and getting back to my own business, I chose to walk up to her and start a little conversation.

I could see her clearly now, she was sitting indian style on a bench which was placed near the trees, wearing a floral dress and a pair of pink pumps. She was such a beauty, one that couldn't be described with words, innocent and pure. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun and her hands were trying to cover her arms which wasn't fully covered by her dress. The thought of my sister being in her shoes made me open my own leather jacket, which also happened to be my favourite, and cover her with the jacket. She, who was oblivious of my presence, now looked up, a little startled by my sudden action but a smile replaced the startled look very soon. She thanked me politely and scooted away making some place for me to sit down. I sat near her and returned a friendly smile, "What are you doing here, all alone? Is everything okay?", I asked. She looked at me and quickly looked down, answering me while biting her lips as to stop a sob, "I study in a university far from here, I am an exchange student here, I was out for dinner with my friends  and I guess I needed some fresh air. And that's why I left the restaurant and decided to take a stroll in the park.

A/N: cover credits - IMansee4Lyfe