88/365: Stephanie

She had a glass eye that was always slow to follow the working one. I tried very hard to be nice to her and not stare. One day my parents told us to go play in my back yard and a girl I knew from Guides arrived and invited herself in, demanding to be the centre of attention. I only talked to the other girl for a moment, but in that time Stephanie made herself disappear. She was used to it, she said, and I felt horrible.