Her eyes were apologetic. Her first breath of air stung her lungs and she cried out to the world. Tears were the only language she could speak and with each drop she tried to apologise to the world. “I am so sorry” she cried. “I am so sorry that I was forced upon you, so quickly, so harshly. I did not know,” she cried.
The truth was that soon enough the girl would be asking the world to apologise to her. Before the girl would have time to dry her own tears, she would learn that it would be the world that would so quickly and so harshly force itself on her.