She was a child with more adulthood than her contemporaries, her sense of empathy was beyond any normal being of her age. Experiences entered her life by way of her heart, the road through her mind being perpetually unused because she perceived it to be unsafe. In her fear to be safe, she kept running far and wide through the knowns ans unknowns of life, until she prepared to take a plunge, a plunge into the ocean of uncertainties. She knew it would be dark and cold out there and she would have to fight her own battle of survival, the universe tried to stop her; she stumbled on the way - hurt and bled pain - but she was convinced about finding what she was looking for - her safe-keeper, in the deep dark cold waters of the ocean. Turning a deaf ear to the world, convinced by her own conviction of following her heart, she dived...
Soon she realised everything that seemed to sparkle from above were reflections. She got reminded of the warning she received about them...her keeper was nowhere there. There lay everything else illusions, reflections still baring their shine for the world to see. She searched low and wide she couldn't find what she was looking for. Tentacles engulfed her, made it difficult for her to return. Convinced that she was mistaken by what she thought her ultimate destination to be, she wished to return to her own world, the mast of the ship was still visible. He heart filled with newer excitement and new possibilities, she could make it to the ship well in time. She swam with all her might convinced that she had almost reached, she dived in to look for the hanging staircase to get in. To her dismay she realised she wasn't even close, her only
hope of return had sped past, her body was bruised with the fights and the brutally cold waters...she began giving up. In her mind she still hopes for the ship to return and wishes her keeper would come out from some corner of that deep blue hopeless coldness.
