I sat on the ground clutching my knee as tears streamed down my face and I tried to control the sobs that were shaking my small body. I wasn't sure how I had fallen but all I knew was that it had scared me and now I was in extreme pain. My loose grey pants had now had a large hole in the knee area and I lifted them up to see what damage had been done. My knee was cut up with dirt in it and blood was gushing from it and then running down my leg. The sight terrified me and I began to cry even harder. Suddenly I head quick steps coming towards me a someone kneeled beside me and put their hand on mine. I wasn't used to personal contact, being Abnegation and all but I didn't push the hand away. I was too distraught. I looked up through my tears and made eye contact with this stranger. He had interesting dark blue eyes and dark hair. Not only that but he was a kid. Just like me!
"Are you ok? What's the matter?" he asked with genuine concern.
I tried to calm down enough to catch my breath. I managed to stammer out,
"I hurt my my knee." I said with a bit of a hiccup at the end.
"Here let me see." he said gently and kneeled down in front of me. He examined my knee with interest then looked at me with those wonderful eyes.
"Its not too bad." he said, "Maybe if we just clean it out a bit it will be better. How does that sound?" I nodded my head without saying anything and took his hand as he helped me up.
"What's your name?" he asked me.
"Beatrice Prior." I answered quietly, "And I'm six years old!" I said with smile, proud of my age.
"I'm Tobias Eaton." he said with a grin, "And I'm eight years old. I think we're going to become really good friends Beatrice." he smiled and his whole face brightened. I couldn't help but hope he was right.