She isn't that quiet girl anymore who blends into the background. She isn't that girl anymore who you pass by without looking back for a second glance. She is not no one anymore; she is someone.
She is someone who has loved a lot and lost a lot, hoped and dreamed a lot. She has seen a lot, she has done a lot. She has had many emotions, many feelings, but she hasn't felt nearly all of what she will feel. This has all just been a mere beginning to what will come.
She has had some good, some bad fortune thus far in her life. She is sure that she has not yet felt the ecstasy that she will someday feel, as well as the pain.
She has the soul of a grandmother, but she is still a child.
All she knows is what is now, and what was. She is not ready to worry about the future at this point. She is not ready for the next chapter in her life quite yet. All she is ready for at the moment is now. If she knows nothing else, she knows that she is someone, and that is really the only thing she needs to know.