You and Alissa were both sitting under the tree, the sunlight falling on the two of you. Kids played in the distance, laughing cheerfully.

You had became friends with Alissa a few weeks ago, and she never understood why.

She was ugly, a monster. At least, that's what everyone told her. Why were you not scared?

“Don't you think I'm scary?” she asked suddenly, turning to face you. Her brown eyes glistened in the sunlight.