This is a watercolor painting with white pen and gold paint. This is a very precious moment to me. I was five years old wearing my favorite traditional Pakistani dress that I had inherited from a close family friend. My beloved cat was named Uncle and I loved him tremendously. This moment in time is very distinctly held in my memory for a reason. After my mother went inside the house to put away her camera, I wandered to the back of the house with Uncle following me at my heals. We saw a car slowly creep along the uneven back road and it came to a sudden stop about 15 feet ahead of us. A strange man held a small teddy bear and started inching towards us with a smile that I will never be able to erase from my memory. I ran home as fast as my legs would take me and never looked back.