A Person Who I Really Don't Know

Abiola is her name.

Or at least I think it is. I've only heard her talk a few times.

In class, she sits at her desk, hunched over, her hand on her cheek, a look that says, "Please don't notice me."

It's not that no one likes her, but no one has been able to find out more than a few things about her.

Some say that she's to afraid to open her mouth, because of the braces, that make her words struggled and muffled.

Other's insist she's self conscious about the slightly over sized clothing she wears.

I believe that she is just shy, and has been such for a long period of time.

All the while, Abiola, who is sure to know of these varying theories, sits alone, reading her book with her head down, like always.

Based off the vignette: No Speak English by Sandra Cisneros.

The End

0 comments about this story Feed