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All of a sudden the young woman, who’d just had a birthday, had been turned into child. She no longer remembered anything from her life after and had reverted entirely back to her hopefully innocent youth.
The young brunette (her hair containing much more blonde than it had with her previously 19 year old self) looked around, wondering where her parents were before she noticed the stranger and backed up, looking unsure and scared. She no longer had the needed confidence to speak to the, now older than her, woman. Instead she was extremely shy, not liking people he was unfamiliar with or introduced to when her mom or dad weren’t around.
Even at the mere age of 4, she didn’t easily trust people. She only liked being around family, never really meeting any strangers as she stayed inside.
"Who a’ you?" She spoke in English. Little Rija was fairly certain that this woman wasn’t part of her family, and why did the building structures look so unfamiliar? This wasn’t her home, where was she? Was she lost?. The longer she thought about it the more scared she got, she wanted her mother, even her father. Being alone was terrifying to her, she needed mommy and daddy to take care of her, she couldn’t do it herself and she knew that.
"Mommy!" She called out, trying to find her mother.
The lack of response scared her, and she started to back away more.