Gentle is quiet in nature but loud in presence. She is compassionate and mellow, pleasant and tame. Sometimes her weakness concerns you because her eyes look to the floor whenever you raise your voice and she can’t seem to reinforce the fact that her opinion matters. You try doing this more often to scare away her vulnerable presence. It is a harsh contrast to the soft whispers she utters under her breath. “Be nice to the new student that everyone is making fun of,” she says. The problem is that you can’t prove yourself to “everyone” if they are the ones determining what is wrong and what is right. The nagging grasp that gentle has on you makes for a struggle. She drags you back into her world with the best intentions, light touches guiding you back. To you these feel like weights and chains.
Shannon Bailey '15