A KIND SOUL
The following story was told to me by an intoxicated friend and I have no idea if it’s true or just a product of an intoxicated mind but let him narrate it: Around two years ago, while I was searching for a name in Facebook’s search bar, an unusual and quite an imaginative name (or pseudonym) popped up. My curiousity picked, I clicked it and I was led to its account. At first, I couldn’t tell if the owner was a male or a female. The profile pic was of a quiet river. The posts or statuses were most likely in private setting so there was not much to see except a lone emo Radiohead YouTube video and some statuses about the bliss of being a loner and of being alone. And basing on that emo whinings, I presumed that the owner was a female, specifically, a girl, whose age probably hovered around 16 to 20. I closed the account and continued my Facebook browsing. Then, few weeks after that, the name popped again while I was