"Another boring day in the Deling Mansion" sighed a bright beautiful young girl.

Her long black hair cascaded down her back. She took a strand and twisted it around her fingertip. She sat on the edge of her queen-sized bed frowning and looking as bored as can be. Falling back with her legs still hanging over the edge of the bed, she stared at the ceiling contemplating what she could do. The sun shone brightly though her window and onto her face. It was a gorgeous spring day out. Looking around she realized she had everything she wanted, why was she so bored?

"I guess there is such a thing as too much of a good thing" she mumbled.

She closed her eyes and felt the warmth of the sun on her face before finally deciding to get up. A huge yawn escaped her mouth as she stretched. She looked down and straightened out her black shorts and tugged at her black tank top. Looking out the window there were people walking around, talking and laughing. She looked across to the Deling Community Park.

"Well at least I could get away from this place, stretch out my legs, and get a breath of fresh air. I'm tired of being cooped up indoors."

She made her way to the office of her father. A guard placed outside of the double doors smiled at the young 16 year old beauty before opening the doors to let her pass. With a straight face she just stared at him back and nodded her head. Inside the office sunlight from the large window also filled that room. It looked like a cozy place to be. Beautiful statues, professional paintings, and comfortable sofas crowded the room. It would have been relaxing in there if her father wasn't there. Memories of previous fights and bad news also plagued the office. She looked over towards the desk where her father was at. His head was down as he talked on the phone, looking at some document on his desk.

"Daddy . . . ?"

". . . Yes, we can do that for you. No, it shouldn't be that difficult of a task." He was obviously ignoring her . . . again.

"Daddy" she said more sternly. He held his finger up in the air suggesting she give him a minute. A minute . . . sure. "I'm going out now Daddy, alright?" He shook his hand as her as to tell her not to interrupt. Frustrated, she stormed out of the office. She stomped to the front door of the mansion where her boots lay at the floor. She sat down to slide them on and tie them up. She glanced over at her blue sweater duster hanging on a hook. No, it was to warm out for that today.

As she pushed through the front doors two other guards greeted her. She didn't return their greetings. She furiously took off down the walkway in the direction of the park. It was nice to let off some steam. As she crossed over the bridge her pace slowed down. She froze and looked for a brief moment at her reflection in the water beneath her. She bent down and picked up a rock at her feet, took one more glance at the water and then pelted the rock at her face reflecting angrily back at her.

She crossed over into the park and found a nice willow tree. She pulled away some of the branches and ducked underneath. The shade had a peaceful effect on her mood. She leaned against the tree trunk then slowly slid her body down to the ground. Closing her eyes, she could hear the voices of those around her. She contemplated for many minutes about her home life. How frustrating her father could be to live with, how no one sympathized with a spoiled rich girl, with a father in a possession of power. A rustling of leaves interrupted her thoughts. She looked up to see a shadowed figure looming above her.