text: [Themes: family friendly]
  
  Gentle light lands on the countryside. You can feel the wind brushing past your palms, and breathe in the scent of nature.
  
  The sun shines brightly still. You lift a hand over your head and peer through your fingers at the sun.
  
  You count your breaths as you heave in slowly, breath by breath.
  
  However, a loud shout disturbs your peace and quiet as a little girl with golden hair dashes towards you. In a frenzy, you stepped back and tripped on a root.
  
  [Author's Note: My first game. Pretty simple game about meeting a strange girl with a rabbit.]
  
  > Began falling...
  As you fell, you felt someone catch you for a second, then the two of you tumbled down together. Your head hurts, but after a few seconds, you looked around and saw the young girl next to you.
  
  The girl seems to be around six years old, and she is wearing a long, frilly blue dress. How does she run so fast wearing that?
  
  Suddenly she popped up, startling you again.
  
  "Hey! You are that person who was walking up the hill just now! Oh gosh, are you hurt?" She examined you up and down and prodded at your body.
  
  "I'm fine. Don't worry about that," you assured her.
  
  "Okay! It's been bugging me, but why are you here?" she grinned cheekily.
  
  > Wanted some fresh air.
  "Air?" She tilts her head to the right. "Yeah I guess the air up here is pretty good. I think being here also makes me think clearly, and it's so refreshing too!" She spins around multiple times and grasped at the sky, "it's almost magical."
  
  This girl sure has a lot of imagination and energy, you think.
  
  > What about you?
  "I came with my pet rabbit, Ragney~" The blond girl lifts a pudgy rabbit behind a bush. The rabbit is holding a sizeable carrot in his paws.
  
  It's an interesting name choice, you admit to yourself. The rabbit blinks at you slowly.
  
  > Why the name?
  "Huh?" The girl looks up from intensely petting Ragney. "Oh why do I name him that?"
  
  Her head bobs down, "Mom told me not to tell strangers important things..."
  
  You are about to reassure her that she could not tell him about it but she stares up, determined.
  
  "But I know you are a nice person, okay here goes-"
  
  > Once upon a time...
  Once upon a time, there was a little girl with her happy family. She had had a mom with the best cooking skills who could create scrambled eggs. Her father had been the best father who valued morals over anything. Last but not least her grand mother with the most interesting fairytales ever.
  
  The truth is that her mom had been a horrible cook and could only make scrambled eggs for her husband every breakfast, who sang praises of it every morning. And that her husband had been a criminal and thief and was locked away in prison several times before he had fallen in love with his wife, who loved him back dearly. Her grandmother only recounted stories of her childhood over and over, the girl listened
  
  However, the little girl loved her family. Her family was the best in the world.
  
  Until a fire burned her home down, leaving her grandmother and her alive.
  
  On her sixth birthday, her grandmother gave her a rabbit. Shortly after, her grandmother passed away from illness.
  
  The girl moved into an orphanage just below the hill, and she named it 'Ragnny". It was a silly name she came up two days after her grandmother's death during English lesson, as the letters can be rearranged to form "Granny". She held onto the hope of seeing her grandmother again, and the bunny would remind her always. Grandmother told her that life would always have a good ending.
  
  > Forever and ever, close to you, because if life isn't happy, then it is not the end.
  I listened to her innocent recount of her life. The girl teared up at some moments, and I had to wait for her as she sobbed for a while before continuing with her story. The rabbit paused at her feet, as if quietly hearing her out, too.
  
  When she finished, I patted her shoulder lightly. She gazed up, tears still staining her pale face.
  
  "You had your turn. It's time for me to share, too." You breathed in.
  
  > Your story goes...
  You were a young teenager at the time. Awkward and strange, that was what they had said. You met her on a hill. Strong winds blew there, and you accidentally fell backwards. You thought it would hurt painfully, and closed your eyes.
  
  Someone catches you and it's a girl around your age. You recognized her as a pretty girl from one of your classes.
  
  "Are you okay?" She asked concernedly.
  
  "I'm alright. Thanks."
  
  That's how you met your wife.
  
  Soon after school, you began to become more confident with her encouragements, and started to succeed.
  
  Teachers had nothing but praise, and your parents fully trust in your capabilities. You became a wealthy businessman, and turned into a very greedy man. You wanted more wealth, riches, and spent time socializing with the bigwigs of society.
  
  You find your wife to be a hindrance. You just wanted more. I moved out of the house to stay in a larger house.
  
  She was lonely, and it was either I did not notice or didn't care. We had lots of fights for a while, but they stopped altogether. She would open her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but closed it back.
  
  Soon after, the market crashed. I was making more losses than profits. Defeated and humiliated, I went back to my wife.
  
  Surprisingly, she was hospitable towards me and fussed over me when I admitted to her of my woes. One day, she didn't come. I thought she left me at last. I walked to her room. She was sleeping. I was relieved and tried to wake her up.
  
  She was holding medication.
  
  After I visited the doctor, he revealed that she had a hereditary disease, and that she was in serious condition. I couldn't believe how blind I was to all of that. The truth hit me hard.
  
  In despair, I ran away. Unconsciously, my fate led me to the place we met a long, long time ago. As I climbed the hill each day, I would be crying. I struggle to breathe, imagine the air and return back the day I missed and lost. Three thoughts are in my mind.
  
  > Didn't save her.
  The girl sits by me silently, eyes glazing over the soft green grass of the hill. She goes up and hugs me tightly.
  
  I am taken aback by this. I wrapped my arms around her back.
  
  All was calm. The wind brushed her hair to the side as she leaned forward on tiptoes.
  
  "Don't worry," I heard a voice by my ear, "I understand."
  
  The end.