At the age of seven I was moved from my home in Garland Texas to a small town in Illinois by the name of Mechanicsburg. The house in Mechanicsburg was a small three-bedroom house, built on a large piece of land, and surrounded by forest. I had lived there about a year when the four of us children (my two brothers, the boy whose parents owned the home, and I) started to explore the surrounding land.I, being the only girl and having a leg disability, felt an obligation of sorts to do everything the boys did, therefore, I found myself going through countless patches of dead prairie grass. During one of these "expeditions", I had to stop and rest, naturally, the boys did not wait for me. As I was catching my breath, I saw a small wildflower in the nearby brush. I went to go pick the flower and found myself facing a girl about my age. Being the polite and mannerly young lady I was raised to be, I introduced myself, "Hi! I’m Addie" The girl was a small blonde with the greenest eyes I had ever seen, and she was wearing a white dress with small blue and yellow flowers on it. The girl seemed to respond to my introduction shyly, so I attempted once more, "I like your eyes, they're pretty" she smiled at this and at that point introduced herself "I’m Dani". We then struck up a conversation about several things including dolls. The girl seemed very interested in my dolls; I then told her that maybe sometime if she came to my house she and I could play with them. At this, the girl seemed saddened, "maybe" she said. The girl and I parted ways and I then went home where I told my brothers about the encounter with the girl.