Mirror

Short story about a girl I met.

I’ve never met more lonely, sad and broken person. She did real good at hiding her madness, but her eyes, her eyes gave it all away. And when I looked at her I wondered if she ever had anyone to share her insanity with. If she ever had anyone that would pick up the pieces that once were her heart. I wondered if anyone else saw it in those green mirrors of hers;

The longing for adventures, travelling. The heart of a dreamer. Yes, she was a big dreamer. She dreamt of crazy and impossible things. She would give up everything for the world she imagined. But then again, she didn’t have much. She had some stuff, of course. She had some books, not special ones either, but to her they meant more than her family. And her mind. Her mind was the best and the worst thing she could have. It gave her doors to better worlds, where she could escape to, but it also destroyed her.

And when I looked at her I wondered if she sees what I see. 

Reviews

[myself]

I have to say that I related to the person you're talking about almost completely, but putting that aside this is a well written portrayal of so many people, yet somehow seems very personal. I don't know if you hardly knew this girl or really got to know her, but either way she must be really great to end up in between your letters. :)

[Olivia Gray]

Thank you, and if you really want to know who the girl is, the last sentence should help you :)

[myself]

At first I thought it was you, but then I read "Short story about a girl I met" and I got lost. It's fine, though. I don't have to know everything in order to like what I've read! :)