Prologue

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I had always been quiet. Everyone would always tell me to 'talk more' but why would I do that? If I talk, I'd have to make friends, get close, fall out and be hurt. All such wasted human emotion. If I spoke it meant I had to reveal things about myself. Something I'd rather of kept quiet. What is the point of being a talker and feeling the societal pressures of revealing every single, tiny detail about myself to the rest of this god-forsaken population? I enjoyed my quiet life. 

I didn't realise that going to college would mean that I became who I wanted to be. It's not just academics that decided my path. I always knew I felt different to the average Joe, but it wasn't until I saw her that I realised who I truly was. 

Meeting her, I learnt more about myself than I had in 17 years of education back home. All of my thoughts came true and the dreams I pushed out of my mind became reality. Although she came with chaos and a barrage of eccentric friends. All I know is that she saw right through me. I became glass to her. 

We shattered. We are beautiful. We were delicate. We are strong...

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