She keeps a tiny glass box filled with tiny spider webs on a chain around her neck. She wants to let go, fall through the layers of protective glass. She wants to kiss strange boys in hallways and fall in love on a dare. Her fingers shake at lost opportunities that she couldn't grasp. She buries her love in her backyard and marks it with an X. She converses on rainy days with fictional characters named Peter and Holden and Jim. Sometimes, in the dark, she opens the spiderweb box and lets the evil out. Sometimes, she laughs at the fate of the world. Sometimes, she wishes she wasn't so afraid of the light.