Anne.

She’s just like any other girl you’d pass by the street. Long, dark hair cascade down her back. Occasionally, the wind would caress it and make it look all messy, which adds a little bit of something to her look. Because she loved the whole messy ordeal. She’s never really liked being ordinary. She has always wanted to stand out, but secretly. Not all the time, of course, but often. Just enough to make people curious who she really is underneath all that madness. She’s sane enough to be classified as ‘normal’ in society, and yet her friends still think she’s somewhat mad.

No one knows what the future holds. 

All Anne can do as of right now, is to hold on for dear life to whatever is holding her together. 

For what's left of her now are just pieces glued together, in hopes that it would heal itself with time. 

And that's just a glimpse of what her life might be like,

it's time to flip the page and find out just how she might be.