Jade

I've known of her for awhile, six years maybe more, and I never hear her voice anymore, but I read her poems and admire her art.
She looks at me with those big hazel eyes. She still for awhile and then goes back to the notebook. She looked me dead in the eyes, that wasn't normal, even on a good day. This isn't the first time we had a moment like this though, each time the staring contest lasting longer. I haven't tried to talk to her, it's pretty hard to get her attention because she seems to always be beyond the world around her, like her mind isn't here, like she's in some other world.

•••This is my first book, I'm not that great of a writer but I try. Hope you enjoy the story.^ ^•••