i am sorry this took so long
to write. i think i have been too focused on
reality and how the universe is big and Danielle is so small
that i forgot that Danielle thinks the universe
will never be too big.
she grabs my hand and drags me down the hallway:
"c'mon, Grace- skip!
if you think too much, your life will stick like that!"
no one can be that happy all the time,
so i think a lot of the time it's fake
and i think a lot of the time she just wants to stop.
but she doesn't, and she does it on purpose.
Danielle tells me, "your hair looks
heavy metal, today" because she knows i think
people lie when they say things like "pretty" or "good"
she adjusts to people like that.
except there are some people she
won't ever adapt to, because even though
she acts like she doesn't care, she hates it when
people talk down to her for being that loud and that crazy.
that might be a bit of the problem though,
cause when Danielle decides she doesn't like someone,
she does not like someone
and kind of expects other people to feel the same way.
but that's kind of why we love Danielle. she's always
either really negative or really happy. And we may
preach to each other about black, white and gray,
but we are all sick of indecisive gray.
Danielle's the kind of person would
sit on the sidewalk in new orleans
after a hurricane and sing
"here comes the sun".
one day her hair will be straight like every
other girl's hair in the grade. the next- a frizzball of brown
that's only her.
she's happy in the rain and at school
but not at home.
it was always
Danielle and Daphne.
Danielle is not immature.
she just does not want to grow up yet,
give her a few extra years.
she doesn't want to lose the ability to smile.