Starting this day, she was no longer going to be quiet, a wallflower no more.

“Could a scar be like the rings of a tree, reopened with each emotional season?”

“I wanted so badly to be seen, yet my pride prevented me from obviously asking t…”

“As for me I will follow the path of the pink bunnies.”

“I had choosen the path of the black sheep rather than that of the unicorns and …”