the rules:
Tell us a story. No rules or restrictions, just tell us a story about anything. Maybe about your earliest memory, or your favorite concert. Maybe why you loved/hated high school, or where you want to live when you grow up. Anything.

the result:

Picture a little girl. Her hair is a little on the frizzy side because she is always running around like a wild little beasty. It still has its reddish tint, later it will darken.

This girl has the requisite small child belly, she has the chocolate smeared face and she has something else too. She has this shyness that could sometimes be crippling. Shyness was a pretty arbitrary person in her life. Sometimes it came to visit her at school. Sometimes it came when she was hanging out in the neighborhood. But for some reason, it was afraid of strangers. So her best friends were people she'd just met. And all her secrets ["I ate the last cookie today."] bounced around the minds of people she'd never see again.

But this was okay with the little girl. She really didn't mind too much. As she grew older, Shyness became bored with his friend. He didn't come visit her as often as he had been. So the growing girl reached out to people around her because now she could. For awhile it was nice to be "friends" with her peers. It was nice to know the neighborkid's name. But she came to find that most of the people around her weren't really all that great. Once, the girl down the street invited her to play. And then let her dog bite the girl's little brother.

So the little girl never took full advantage of Shyness' absence.

Middle school. The girl eventually grew tired of being so quiet. She made friends with certain people that maybe she shouldn't have. These people weren't really all that nice. The girl ended up being a better friend for each homework assignment she completed for them. But it didn't matter at the time, she just wanted people that she could "hang out" with. Thankfully, the girl moved.

During the long drive to her new home she thought. She thought about her relationships with people. She thought about how it felt to not really know anyone like she knew herself. And she decided to change that.

Sunny became one of the most outspoken people her new classmates had met. She was never one to back down from a dare. She didn't let people take advantage of her (as often, she's still working on that one) and she was a fun person to be around. She got through high school being this person.

Now she's a senior. Almost done making her memories. She skipped school today because the job of making memories can sometimes get her down. So she spent today thinking. She actually spends a lot of 'todays' thinking. She's beginning to realize that most of her friends don't really know her. And that's alright. She's beginning to realize how precious beginnings really are. She's beginning to sound like some emo song.