Assassins, thieves, ruffians, villains, and essentially anyone that shows a good amount of sneakiness is generally fascinating to me. I envy them for their stealth and attempt to apply a certain amount of it to my own life when I can. That's not to say I prefer to letting anyone know me, I just try not to let everything hang out, if that makes sense. We all want to be a little mysterious.
Well, when faced when someone more intelligent that your average student, I shouldn't have expected any veil of secrecy to really remain if I was going to let her into a story of mine. You see, my Gifted English Teacher (Ms. Martin) had a brief conference today with me about a short story I'm writing for the class and saw all the symbolism in the story from the first reading. I really didn't think I made it all that obvious that the king represented God, Dimitri represented unsaved man and so forth but apparently I was mistaken.
Oh well. This is just a note to remind myself that people aren't idiots, no matter how much they act like it. Essentially, don't underestimate people, no matter how young and ditzy their cover may be.
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