Charlotte
by: Morgan Peterson
04/14/2011

Everybody in town knows of Charlotte, yet nobody in town seems to know
Charlotte.  If anyone in town has ever spoken to Charlotte, that
person has never told their tale.  What is know of Charlotte is noted
from watching her as she comes in to town or when she is seen leaving
town.  She stands roughly five foot and eight inches.  She wears polka
dot dresses.  Her dresses are always of a different color.  She wears
red shoes with no heels, but has been seen with black shoes.  Her skin
is of the palest white and she helps keep it that way by carrying a
white umbrella with her on sunny, cloudy or rainy days.  Her hair is
light brown and her eyes match her hair.  When she has spoken, usually
to a shop keeper when asking for certain products, you hear a soft,
but firm, voice.  Everyone feels welcome around her, but nobody ever
feels the need to speak to her unless she has already spoken to them.
Nobody knows where she came from or when she got here.  It is an
unspoken rule that you don't speak of her when she is not around.  Not
out of fear, but out of a respect that in not fully understands.