A continuation of the story of the Rocket; I will add pictures as I make them.

A girl sat in a well-appointed apartment.

She got up

and walked down a long hall to her favorite room.

She liked to watch the soccer game in the park.

It reminded her of her old home.

She dreamed and saw that place,

and recalled the explosion,

and how she left so quickly.

But as she dreamed, she opened her hand.

Unfortunately it was trash day today.

She rushed outside...