Ebony hair fell on pale shoulders, as a young stepped out the bathtub. She wrapped a towel around her bare body, and proceeded to her room. Her little brother sat on his bedroom floor, completely absorbed in his virtual world. She smiled, and quickly clothed herself. It was a radiant Saturday morning in the fall, as Kagome slipped on a red coat. She grabbed her green scarf from a top her bed, then bounded down the stairs to the kitchen, "I'm going over to Eri's," she called to her mother, as she grabbed a bagel from a basket on the counter.
"Just a moment, dear," Mrs. Higurashi replied from the hallway. She walked through the doorway wearing her usual yellow sweater and brown skirt, "I need you to run a few errands first," she concluded, handing her daughter a sizable list, and an empty shopping bag.
Kagome sighed deeply, and took the articles, quickly dashing out the door. Her grandfather was already busy sweeping the leaves off the shrine's steps, "Wait, Kagome," he said, ceasing his chore to turn to his speedy granddaughter, "Where are you off to?" he asked.
The girl quickly turned and revealed the list, "Mom wants me to go shopping, so if Eri phones, tell her where I am," she replied, running down the steps.
"But, Kagome how am I to know where you are?" Grandfather asked.
"I don't know, make something up," the young girl added as she reached the bottom of the stairs. She swiftly dashed around the corner, not wanting to waste any time with pitiful conversation. Her dark eyes scanned the piece of paper, and her mind read out the items, "This is going to take forever," she said with a whine. She slung the bag over her shoulder, and walked into the first store.
Leeks, potatoes, and pounds of rice filled her bag, and she moved on to the next shop. As the hours past, the list grew shorter, and her bag heavier. Her arms ached as she slowly walked across the street to the park. There before her sat a sanctuary of heaven, a small wooden bench. She graciously sat down, and let her bags fall against her ankles as she sighed quietly to herself.
Kagome let the autumn wind brush across her face, and she listened to the sweet lulling sounds of the park. The remainder of the leaves blew quietly on their branches, and the small river bubbled like hushed whispers. The park was empty, and the only other noise was to men speaking, and grunting? Kagome lifted her face, and turned in the direction of the noise.