A girl (part 1 of ?)

Once upon a time there was a girl. Now how many stories about a girl have there been before? Stories about girls of great talent or beauty or courage. Tales of love and devotion or of independence and strength. Tales of gorgeous princesses or brilliant scientists or lady warriors who took the world by surprise. This story is none of these things because this girl was no great or magnificent creature, no sweet damsel nor powerful maiden about whom songs were sung for ages. This girl was simply a girl, a girl of no importance that no one would even choose to notice were it not for these words written now for no good reason. Her name does not even matter, but for the sake of making the story tellable, we shall call her Anna.

Now if you are expecting some grand surprise or shocking turn of events, you can stop reading now. This is not a story of a girl who started out simple and became great. This is a story of a girl who was born simple, lives simple, and in all likelihood will die simple. It is a simple tale with no real meaning or purpose other than to exist, much like Anna herself. So if you are looking for something deep or meaningful, turn to one of the great works of literature, for this is not a story you will want to hear. But if you are simple yourself, or wish to rediscover the simplicity you lost long ago, then maybe, just maybe, this is the very story you have been waiting to hear.