Butterfly Girl

4- Doctor, Doctor!

Doctor Willow says that I am unique. He says he's never seen a specimen like me.

I didn't ask him what specimen meant. I feel like I wouldn't like the answer.

Last night my dream was good. I was in a grassy field, and hundreds of small kittens were following me. I wish I could have stayed in the dream, but I had to run away from the kittens to find a small dog, that had one blue eye and one brown eye.

I did ask Doctor Willow why my dog, who I named Ignis Fatuus, had one blue eye and one brown eye. He told me about eye genetics and other things that I can't remember. 

I can only remember interesting words, like 'genetics' and 'unique'. In fact, he used those two words in the same sentence. But I know I'm not unique because of my eye genetics.

It's because of my brain.

Whenever I walk into Doctor Willows office, there are pictures of brains on the wall with words like, 'pre-frontal lobe' and 'Parietal lobe'.

I like big words. They make me happy.

Maybe one day I'll become a doctor. A doctor that looks at your brain.

Not the bad doctors that take your brain.