She goes by the name of Nina, and she always tells people that she's more of a listener than a talker. This is her way of telling people to not expect too much talking from her,and then sadly too many people mistake this for shyness, arrogance, pride, some even mistake her as being dumb.
The turning point in her life is only recent, the point where she really grew up, but she never was a child to begin with, she always acted older than her age and looked older than she was. Now she sits in a solitary room with an invisible pen, writing material that only she can see. She looks back with part nostalgia and part sadness. The sadness isn't what she's feeling now, it is what she feels about the past. She let so many opportunities pass, she burnt so many bridges, she let go of all her friends, and she misses them dearly.
She goes through life alone, but not lonely, because at last, she finally found herself, found sanity, found contentment and found inner peace.
She had a nightmare today, and it keeps recurring. She struggles to wake up, and she struggles to stay asleep, both at the same time. Suddenly she gets out of it, she's wide awake now, a tear rolls down her cheek. She says a prayer, with so much conviction, she can feel the peace settling around her. She holds on to her faith, it is what makes her strong, she clutches on to her Bible, it is her pillar of strength.
She has always been afraid of the dark, she hates the dark. She is drifting off to sleep and then she has a weird last thought, before floating away into the night and into the darkness...
