And finally, she felt herself steady. The floating feeling vanished and it felt as if the ground had started to form underneath her. Something that felt like grass had tickled her arm, but she didn't laugh. The distant sounds of laughter, talking, and playing didn't sound so distant anymore. They were so much clearer, as if she was in the scene herself. But she didn't know if she was. She didn't open her eyes. It sounded much like recess in her school yard; like children playing. Yes. That was the sound she was hearing. Children playing.

"Are you okay?" she heard someone ask. The voice was clear, and close. Very close. It belonged to a girl. Slowly, she lifted an eyelid and did the same with the other. She blinked a few times, her eyes adjusting to the sunlight. Squinting, her eyes wandered around. The girl was laying down so all she could really see without moving was the blue sky. But from the corner of her eye, she could she a playground. It was only a few feet away and here she was laying on the grass next to it.

"A-are you okay?" she heard again. Startled a little, Sugar quickly tilted her head to the left, where the voice was coming from. There was a girl with tan skin and dark hair crouched down next to her. She seemed to be about her age. Eight. Sugar was eight. And she had a very concerned look on her face, but she also seemed somewhat uncomfortable, like she didn't know what to say. Sugar wanted to answer her, but she couldn't. First of all, she was too in shock to open her mouth, let alone get words out, and secondly, what was she to say? One minute she was in her kitchen eating breakfast, the next everything went black and she was here. Here in some park. Of course she wasn't okay.

"Well if you're okay then I guess I'll just-" the girl was cut off. A slim, blonde haired girl bounced over, a jump rope in one hand and yellow dandelions which she must've picked in the other.

"Is she alright?" the blonde asked, dropping her things and kneeling down next to the dark haired girl. She turned dark haired girl was much smaller, height wise, but they looked to be about the same age, and then her eyes met with Sugar's. They were big and blue, brigh blue. She knew this girl from somewhere, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"I'm not sure," the tinier girl replied. Sugar flickered her eyes to her as she spoke. The girl's eyes were dark brown, almost as dark as her hair. She furrowed her eyebrows in concentration, trying to put names to these girls' faces, as she realized the smaller girl looked familiar as well now that she'd gotten a proper look at her.

"I was walking by and saw her laying on the ground," the girl with the dark hair continued. Then it hit her. Sugar had seen pictures of her parents when they were younger. She turned her head to the opposite side and got a good look at the park that was crowded with children. She'd seen it before, but where? Her mind flashed back to the photo album her Moms kept and visualized the picture on the old fashioned photo paper of the two of them standing by the big, red slide. There was no doubt about it, that was it. This was the place in the photograph that she'd flipped by so many times and thought nothing of. It was just another picture.

Sugar turned her head back to the two girls, who were looking at her with concern and worry, but didn't know what to do. Sugar didn't know what to do herself. She looked them over one last time before forcing herself up with a wobble. These girls looked exactly like her Moms did when she was younger.

"I-I'm okay," Sugar managed to say with a stutter. "Thanks though," she said with a wave, turning to walk past them in the opposite direction of the playground. There was a building which looked like a school in the distance but between there and the playground, there was just a lot of field. A lot of field, and some a few trees spaced out.

"Be careful!" she heard the voice of who she thought was the blonde one call after her. Without looking back, Sugar walked as quickly as she could. After a few steps, her balance started to come back to her. Where was she? How long had she been laying on the grass before she'd opened her eyes. It felt like forever. She'd been conscience, but just scared, therefore she hadn't opened them until she heard the girl call. The girl with the tanned skins, dark hair, and dark eyes. Just like her Mama in the photo album. And the blonde girl looked just like her Mommy. The bright blue eyes were a feature she still had even at the age of 32.

Sugar shook the thoughts out of her head and convinced herself that she was dreaming. She was probably still in her bed and hadn't even woken up for breakfast. The cereal she was eating before she got here wasn't on her kitchen table. It was all a dream, a very vivid, life like dream.

Suddenly, the girl found herself falling forwards toward the ground. "Ouch!" she yelped as she turned her head to see she'd tripped over a log. She turned over so she was sitting on her butt and looked at the scrape on her knee, just below her checkered skirt. Looking up, she saw the park which was now so tiny. She'd already made it almost halfway across the field, suddenly realizing that she had no idea whatsoever as to where she was going. Her mind had brought her to some weird world of the past, but still she wanted to head back towards the park. The blue eyed girl and the brown eyed girl were still standing together but she couldn't tell what they were doing, or if they were talking at all because they'd turned into very tiny figures, as she'd gotten so far. Sugar started to run. They were facing the opposite direction so they wouldn't see her.

After about a minute of non-stop running, she was there. Well not there, but close enough. Sugar took a spot behind a tree and tried to catch her breath. Although she was breathing heavily, the two girls wouldn't hear her. She was close enough that she could see and hear them, but not too close. It felt weird spying on them like that but she didn't know where to go. And if she did go up to them, she wouldn't know what to say. Plus, this was her dream, right? If Sugar wanted to stay put behind the tree, she could.

"Pleeeeease," the blonde pleaded. "Jumping rope is fun!""Yeah, but we need three people to do it. We're only two," replied the dark haired girl.

Pointing to herself and then the dark haired girl, the girl with the jump rope counted aloud "one two" and then sighed. "I guess you're right. Hopscotch?" she suggested, her face lighting up again.

"I actually half to be heading home for dinner." The girl paused before adding, "But maybe we can meet here tomorrow? Same time?"

"Okay," she replied extending her arm out to the other girl, holding out her pinky finger. The shorter girl looked at her puzzled.

"What do you want me to do with that?" she asked, looking at the girl's hand in bewilderment.

"Pink promise. That you'll be hear tomorrow."

"Okay," she replied with a small smile spreading across her face. She linked her pinky with the blonde's and swayed both their hands back and forth a few times. "I promise."

"Awesome," she beamed. "I'm Brittany, by the way!"

The shorter girl who had already started walking in the opposite direction turned her head. "Santana!"

And with that Sugar felt the ground below her start to vanish. She shut her eyes tight, in fear. "Stop, stop, stop" she sad to herself in a whisper. "Stop." She wanted the uncomfortable feeling to go away.

Before she knew it though, Sugar was back sitting at her kitchen table, staring down into her bowl of all marshmallow Lucky Charms. What had just happened?

"Good morning Sugar Plum," she heard her Mommy say as she walked into the room. Startled, Sugar jumped up a bit immediately turning to say a quick good morning and then shoved a spoon full of Lucky Charms into her mouth so she wouldn't have to speak.