Oh yes, honestly, I used to know her. I mean not well, but well enough to know what she was like. And she was really kind, back in the day, believe me. She was so beautiful. Everyone just wanted to be with her. We all used to copy what she was wearing and try to listen to the same music as her. We were in awe of her. And it wasn’t all surface stuff either. If one of her friends was in trouble she was always the first to help out. Seriously, I know it’s hard to believe now, but back in the day everyone used to love her. Even the people who said they hated her secretly wanted to be her.
But then, as she got older, a few people started turning on her or, worse yet, ignoring her. And I guess she just couldn’t handle this fall from grace. She started snarling at people. She got really bitter. And then, just recently, she started banning all known facts from her house. She declared them dry and pointless. Not surprisingly perhaps, she became unwell but still she banned all specialists from her home. Before we knew it she was sitting alone, rocking in her chair, singing random songs about the old days and promising to anyone who would listen how things were going to get much better in a minute.
I will be loved again, she promised. Just give me some time, she kept saying. But by then time was the one thing she didn’t have. It breaks my heart to see her now, really it does.