Princess Katelyn

Katelyn was sitting on the swing holding the rope with her hands. She looked sad. Her face depicted the grievance of her aching heart. The hot breeze of summer fanned her face, and she felt a burning sensation. She looked out of the zone, but when someone held the rope from the sides. Her face brightened up. She smiled, and her face bloomed like a Cherry blossom. She knew the person because the scent was familiar. She was in the moment when the person said.

"Anna,"

Katelyn smiled. It was not her name, but she loved it when he called her by this name. Katelyn beamed in happiness and turned to look at him, but there was no one. She got stunned. She left the swing and ran into the meadows to find him. She looked here and there to search for him, but he was nowhere. She was drenched in sweat. The hot sun rays pierced through her body, and her white dress soaked in sweat. She started to cry because she was desperate to find him.

"Kate, kate, get up, princess." She heard her name from the