Once upon a time, there was a little girl.
A girl that, even from the start, had always been a bit odd. The kind of girl that it would take you half a semester to realize you had a class with, but once you did figure it out- you saw her everywhere. Couldn't take your eyes off of her.
But no matter how many pairs of eyes landed on her, her own crystal orbs looked at no one. Well, no one but her mom.
As a baby, she would cry when her mother left her side- even if it was just for a shower. With age, they grew closer, sometimes mistaken for sisters. She joked with her mom, talked with her mom, laughed with her mom, sang with her mom- smiled with her mom.
And one day, that all changed.
Those crystal eyes were glistening as they stared at her mom's name, prettily engraved into a marble slate. Rain drops fell heavily on the scene, hiding her tears, giving a reason for her trembling form.
She gently placed the small ginger flowers on the grass before her, and she said goodbye.