I want to understand her...

In each one of us, we have at least one friend in our life who resembles Luna Lovegood, the queer dreamy girl from the Harry Potter stories.

Sounds familiar to you?

Dreamy. Always in her Fantasia (a Disney world). Out of the flow. Drifting. The butt of everyone's jokes. Queer. Lunatic. In her own world, doing her own thing when everyone else group up and work together.

In the end, she really does get behind...

I was one of the guilty ones. The one who made fun of her. Scoffing off at her Fantasia. Staring at her as she stares into the space in the classroom.

I never understood her.

When maturity and compassion came to me, I finally realised I was wrong.

She needed someone. A friend. When she's still oblivious that everyone else still poked fun at her dreamy self.

I wonder what goes through her mind. I never understood her.

What cognitive process in work inside her as she dreamily doodles on that piece of paper? I never knew.

Does she realise what's she doing is out of the flow? I never asked her.

What is she thinking as she looks outside through the window in the middle of class? I never had the answer.

Is she lonely? Or does she actually have an imaginary friend? I never had the guts to ask.

Was she in pain? I never cared, then.

Oh God... This line of personality is one of the few I have yet to comprehend. I studied, I observed, I asked questions. Yet her response, her reactions, her body languages... they baffle me till now. I even thought talking to anti-social people is more... predictable than her.

Oh Lord, I pray for her...