DN-genderbender

Prologue Natalie swung her legs back and forth as the swing took her higher and higher lengths that where just plain unimaginable for a kid her age. The Fall breeze swished her pale, short hair, and rose goosebumps on her small arms. She sighed. The park is fun, she thought, but can get tiresome. Putting forth her best strength, she jumped off the swing, landing clumsily onto the wood-chips that covered the dirt below them. She looked around. Wheres momma? Kids of all ages ran around the playground, some singing, some laughing, some trying to race each other up the slippery metal slide. But none of them was her mother. Not even close. Sc