ik this is short but I just wanted to write this really quick

This was Astrid's first movie. She was five and here she sat on a big red chair as a woman she vaguely recognized did her hair while talking animatedly with her mother. She was in a sky blue dress that was fairly itchy but not unbearably. So, tolerable. 

"You know, Astrid, this is a big thing." The hair woman said. "A lot of kids would love to be doing what you're doing, to have the parents you have." She smiled, raking the brush through the child's hair. Astrid liked hearing that. That others her age would love to be doing what she's doing, have the life that she had.

Eventually, Astrid would learn, that no, they did not want her life. But she didn't quite know that yet.