As a kid she was different, and everyone around her could feel it. From a mile away you knew she was well rounded, quirky, fast on her feet. She will never be able to see it though, but we can't blame her, I mean that's not fair. Her childhood ran faster then she could, she cried because she couldn't keep up, no matter how fast she ran.
Her mom was a wreck, her father was dead, her brother was too numb to feel, her sister was unforgivable, and the oldest, well, where was he? It ran through her head everyday, a round and around.
But let's not jump that fast yet. I mean, I know what happens, it's just something we are trying to take a day at a time, so relax, and do not jump to conclusions.
