Suddenly she became scared of herself, of how much she could do, of how far she could go, and mainly of the fact that for the first time in her life she she didn't care what the others think. She thought she might seem crazy to them, that she might seem ruthless, bad, heartless, yet she couldn't stop. She felt with each fiber of her being that she should try, and that she will get what she tough was rightfully hers. Late at night she was wondering if she was nuts and, if so,was somebody going to tell her. She wanted to know if that was all true or it was just her mind playing games with her. She wondered what happened to the good girl that couldn't hurt anybody and was always striving to be kind, and not bothering others. Who was that wild person that didn't care, she seemed a bit obnoxious. Or was she standing up for herself?  She didn't want to hurt anybody, she didn't want to get even, there was this crazy feeling pushing her forward, to be with him, to be around him.  Has she developed some kind of mania that had to be treated? Was she mad? It couldn't be normal to be is nervous when she meets him, that all couldn't be normal... But then again, isn't love always a madness?