It was She
By Ana A. In a world full of over 8 billion people, I am alone. In a country with a population of over 500 000, I am alone. On these islands, for hundreds of years, I have been alone. It is neither wonderful nor terrible. It just feels… lonely. I rested my head against the trunk of the coconut palm, watching the sun disappear behind the horizon line, as dusk fell upon us once more. I drew a long, heavy breath. Villingili was as peaceful as it seemed, especially at night, but on this particular evening, I felt the need for some noise. I heaved myself back onto my feet and stretched out lazily. “I should go to Malé,” I muttered to myself as I walked down the empty, dim-lit street. “I wonder how many people are going to take the ferry mirey* .” I approached the ferry terminal, finding approximately 30 people waiting at the seating area and 5 more lining up to buy tickets at the counter. I gave them a sideways glance. The number of people would have been a problem if I h...