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It was at that moment when she was only seven years old that she learned the world wasn't so simply, and that it didn't work like her grandma usually told her.
"You don't got candy?"
"No, sorry… but we can still hang out? Wanna play ball?"
"Eh, nah… I'm good."
Her grandmother, someone born in the countryside, knew of very old customs, perhaps remembering a nicer world.
"Nothing? Really? What about the chocolate you always got?"
"Sorry, I didn't bring anything… We could play with the… toys?"
"What? I don't like playing with toys, I prefer smartphone games!"
It wasn't like that anymore.
"If you don't have any candy then why I should ever talk to you…"
"B-But you said we were friends…!"
"I never said that! Also you're ugly!"
"Eeh…?"
Even the kids were harsh.
"Hmm…"
At the end, she found herself alone.
All the company she got before was bought, the candies, the chocolate she shared.
They were only after that.
