No one could understand what she was running from until her curves turned into storm clouds that washed away the disguises that occupied her fears. When her secrets began to stick out if the cracks in her smile no one expected to see monsters breaking off of each word she spoke. Her passage was narrow but it was vulnerable - no one knew why it was so hard to stay for too long but she watched each soul turn away when they could find their way through her riddles. Her life was a carousel ride and she became accustomed to living in a constant circle although she dreamt of the day when she would finally reach the detour that would take her back home.