A billionaire they say. A friend I call her. I've known her for 5 years. She inherits her fathers legacy. Her father was the mastermind behind the most treasured gem that found only in the shores of the Pacific. Billions and billions of money, with anything and everything you'll ever wish for. She was that rich girl, many people say. I never knew that she was the next heir to all the luxury and money of a billionaire whom finds a rarest gem in the deepest oceans of the Pacific.
Glen Thomsen a billionaire, her daughter Eleanor had everything. It was in Mid May 2016, it was a Saturday morning. I pull up my tracks and decided to go for a walk at the new park just 10minutes away from where I was. It was a beautiful morning, the breeze was cool and refreshing to a new day. My alone time is when I would walk for miles until my legs were tired. Admiring the universe as the sun shine and reflect my shadow, the marvelous creation of Gods beautiful place when I get to walk on and prolong.
I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth, but I was blessed and thankful for what I have already in life. A simple life is a happy life. That was me. The park was just a beautiful place to clear my mind, along the footpath were yellow flowers blossom in full. As the wind blew the polan in the air I wish that I could be a polan there. As I read the road end, I notice a young lady, probably in her late 20 sitting on the edge of the road facing the beautiful view of birds flew by in groups of four or maybe five.
I was in awww of how birds can flew up high. I close my eyes and imagine that I can fly that high. Isnt it amazing how birds see what's up in the sky? I mumble. I open my eyes thinking shes also enjoying the same sight or maybe shes just having a moment in time. A moment of silent for a minute or two. I didnt know whether she can hear me, I didn't know if she was mute so I tap her on the shoulder and asked if she was ok? She nodded her her and looked at the other side. I didnt get a good look on her face, but she was wiping away her cheeks with somehow tears. A total stranger, in the edge of the road crying?
I sat down next to her hoping that whatever the reason why she is sad and still crying, To look around a find something that will probably make her smile.

Are you ok? Is there anything I can do to make you feel better? I asked.

"Dont pretend you dont know me?"

I took a good look at her while she was still looking the other side.

I'm sorry, wouldn't have clue I said.
I've never seen you before and I just want to know if you are ok?

"You really dont know who I am?"

I...