At first glance, you would think nothing of her. Just one among the millions walking this Earth, going about doing their best to live well. No one would turn their head on the streets to look at her. If you try to strike up a conversation with her, you’ll soon realize that she isn’t really good at small talks. She would politely answer your questions and turn her attention elsewhere. If you aren’t already discouraged and you are nice enough to try talking to her again, you’ll see a change. This time, she would ask you questions too. And she would listen intently to every word you say. She is a really good listener. That’s when you can be sure that she likes talking to you. Small talks lead to long conversations, joking around and friendly banters. As you get to know her up close, you’ll see that she is very much connected to her inner child. She speaks in a squeaky high pitched voice, she loves irritating you and playing pranks. She is always in high spirits. People will call her childish. Silly. Naive. Ignorant. Like a fish, being all over the place. You’ll like being with her. You tend to become a child too when she is around. She will give you a warm feeling. This might go on for a while until one day, you might crack a joke and as you watch her burst out in laughter, you can’t help but think that something’s off. You can’t seem to figure out what exactly it is, but you know that it’s not your illusion. You are sure that something is really wrong. So next time around, you observe a little more closely. You try to decipher her words and actions.
Now that she got your attention, you start noticing things. Once in a while, when she is at her desk and you happen to look at her, you’ll catch her staring blankly at the sprinkler on the ceiling. She is very insecure of her left arm when she is not wearing full sleeved clothes. She goes out to fill her water bottle and when she comes back with her gaze on the floor, she would have let her hair down and her bangs would partially cover her eyes. You’ll see that sometimes she wears glasses and sometimes she doesn’t. It’s on the days she wears glasses that she avoids eye contact with everyone. You might want to reach out to her. But you don’t know how. So you remain hushed.
Just like you, no one ever cared enough or dared to ask her. So, she stays up at night and writes about it.