a poem? or a story?

based on a tweet by the night vale podcast

she was always sad. her life was always meaningless. she was always tired and nothing seemed like it was worth anything. 

why? because somewhere in the world, somebody had died without a family, without friends or a dog or anyone to miss them. 

so she had been chosen to mourn them, without even knowing them or knowing why she felt like this.

 why her? 

because she was so happy, she had never lost anyone close to her, and she never felt sad.

 her life had never felt  meaningless.

 she was hardly ever really tired and everything seemed like it was worth something to her.

she was forever changed, without deserving it, without knowing why. 

and she had to deal with it for the rest of her life, without ever understanding why all of a sudden she felt like a piece of her soul was missing.

Author's Note

i just randomly wrote this, and it didn't take long, i just wanted to get this idea down. i hope you like it!