I saw a person once. She was tall and slim. She had long, silky hair which shone in the bright sunshine. Wherever she went, people followed her. I had never seen her face. She always wore a hoodie. The same one everyday. It was black in colour. She was always alone.
I observed her for a few days, hoping to know more about her. She would always sit on a bench in the nearby park at 5 pm with a book in her hand.
Suddenly a thought came into my mind. 'I must see her. I have to talk to her... Maybe we can be friends?' So i gathered some courage and walked towards her.
I said, "Excuse me..." She looked at me.
I was stunned...

(to be continued...)