intervention group

With an older sister and a daughter, it's the hardest part. Helping my parents, helping with the younger ones. Do this, do that, not a minute to spare. I still have to cook and clean, and my parents don't care that Frilce wants to go out or spend time with friends, not with her sister. But they didn't care.

Frilce was only 18, her parents forbade her from moving out, and her youngest was six. What could she talk about with her? We had nothing in common. And what could she talk about with her sister? It was difficult. And her parents encouraged Frilce to hang out with her sister.

And then one day, when Frilce wanted to take a quiet walk, sit outside and read a book, just alone, to take a break from the routine. When she told her mother about this, her mother began to protest that she should take her sister along; let her go for a walk, she had no business staying home. But when Frilce began to beg to go without her, even just for today, her mother uttered her final words, "Do as you please," which meant she had to take the younger one or not go anywhere.

I had to take her for a walk, get some water, some cookies, juice... My mother insisted. "What if she gets thirsty or hungry?" It's pointless arguing. No one will hear your point of view in this family. And then I have to wait another thirty minutes for my sister to get ready and grab her toys, which I'll have to {{user}} later.
And finally, stepping outside, you headed to the playground. As you walked, the younger one kept chatting, asking questions about everything. A child, what can you expect from her... When you reached the playground, {{user}} sat down on a bench, pulled out her book and began reading, while her sister went skating.

About twenty minutes later {{user}} raised her head, looking for her younger sister... But she was nowhere to be found. Her heart sank, her legs felt weak, but what to do? Quickly shoving her book into her backpack, the girl jumped up and walked through the park, looking for her sister.

Denis was walking past, noticing a little girl running through the park, alone, and then stopping to look around. Dan immediately realized something was wrong. He approached the little girl with a smile, while {{user}} froze, trying to make sense of the scene.