I remember being a little girl sitting in a room surrounded by other kids my age or older. I remember watching a tall lady enter with black hair enter with a black man. The lady watched us and looked at me and smiled. She walked over to me and sat down opposite. I remember that day so clearly, I had been wearing a pair of blue dungarees with a pink t-shirts and some small trainers with pink bows in my hair. The woman wore black shiny clothes which I, as a five year old, found fascinating.

"What are you doing here sweetie?" She asked me, I remember thinking that it was such a small question, so simple. She was here to see the nice lady like me. I scribbled something on my paper, a stick drawing of the lady with her name. It was a nice name. I finally bit my lip and answered her

"I'm special, are you my mommy?" I had asked looking at her, she smiled a little and shook her head.

"No hun I'm not. How long have you been waiting here?" She asked.

"A while" I replied, I'd felt sad at her not being my mother at the time, she had seemed like my mother. I only know now what really happened to the woman I called mother. The world as a child was much simpler. An older woman who had seated me earlier came back for the lady sitting with me and she left the room to go speak to the woman I was also here to see. I smiled at her and continued my drawing. It was not long before she had returned, her face was white and the black man put an arm round to comfort her. They began to leave. I got up and ran as fast as my little legs could carry me. I tugged on her dress. She turned and looked at me.

"Happy Mothers Day," I said giving her the drawing and smiling as the priestess lady called to me. I skipped across to the lady and into the room where my Destiny awaited me.

Trinity opened the piece of paper. It was a stick picture of herself, the girl and a man but what was most unusual was it had her name on it. It had name's that girl should not have known. Trinity, the one and Alice. The girl's name was Alice, if she could bring this picture back to the real world, she would keep it in her room. She would remember Alice as Alice would remember her.