Cin loved long walks. It gave her breathing room away from others as so she could be alone with her thoughts. No outside influence to disrupt or belittle how she thought. It was just her, her mind and whatever Mother Nature called for that day.

Earlier today she had seen a young boy playing in the park. It reminded her of her little brother, Tytan, which got her thinking about her family and her own childhood. It was a train of thought she had put off for quite some time because the memories were still hard. Taking a quick look around her she darted into a closed off park. She went towards some trees and took a seat out of sight. The images of her little brother flashed before her.

They were standing along the outskirts of Cleveland. She remembered that her mother was always away on business so it was just her brother, her father and herself most of the time.  Her father worked long hours at the Cleveland Municipal Airport. Tytan was older than her by a few years.

The last time she had seen her brother was on his wedding day. Their mother couldn't make it due to an emergency at work, but her father made it just in time to see his son take on a new wife. Cin was only fourteen at the time and this would be a big adjustment for her. She hated losing her brother and felt extremely sullen even though she put on the best smile she could and acted like it was a great day.

Cin looked back on the event with sadness. If she had known it would be the last time she would see Tytan she may have been less selfish. At least that is what she told herself now, 18 years later and sitting alone in a park. Her thoughts drifted to her father. She hadn't seen him either in a few years. He had retired from the Airport when both kids were out of the home. She sent letters to him from time to time but gained so few replies. She closed her eyes and thought of the man that her father is.

He sat quietly at the table for their meals. She was almost afraid that if she moved the wrong way he would snap. He never really got mad at her but she always sat in awe of him during dinner. Her father inspired a great deal of respect in her and she always tried to get some form of approval from him when he was around.

She sighed softly. She wished that she had spent more time with her father. Her memory of him wasn't the greatest or the most  detailed anymore. She trailed her fingers along the dirt at the base of the tree. Cin had never taken too much time to think she just wanted to throw herself into whatever job she was given. Soon her attention was turned towards her mother. She occupied too much space in her head and she hated it.

Brooklyn Alexus was a cold woman. She didn't spend much time at home and she was constantly away on business. She sent her family money when she could but otherwise they heard very little from her. When she was home she didn't spend much time with Cin or Tytan. It felt like she was distancing them from herself.

Cin began to wonder what her mother did for a living. Her mother always told her that she worked for the government but as soon as she was old enough to begin learning about the government she began to doubt her mother. It wasn't too long ago that her mother died. Cin was angry that her mother died without getting to know her. She had some pent up rage when she thought about it.

When Cin thought about her mother it brought on a rage. Such a hatred she had for the kind of person who her mother was. At least that was what she thought until recently. She hated that she was exactly like her mother. Cin lied to her loved ones about her job. She was never home but she sent money. Cin didn't have a family though like her mother did so she still had some anger to resolve. Leaning back against the tree, she began to relax. She put the pieces of who she was together in her mind.

"I'm a workaholic that speaks my mind when necessary.  Whatever happens or comes my way I will always be me, Cin. This is where I came from. What the future holds is still to be determined."

She muttered the last little bit to herself out loud. It was a little something to remind herself that she was no one other than herself. Not her mother, nor her best friend or aunt.