Cocoon

She was a social butterfly.
But sometimes she felt like retiring into her cocoon, retreating into a world where all is quiet.
Because people can be mean to butterflies. People can rip off their wings.
And their wings are what makes them feel beautiful.
The solution is, of course, to stay away from those wing-ripping people.
But sometimes that's not possible.
So the safest thing for her to do is to retreat into her cocoon.
To become quiet, thoughtful, contemplative.
That side of her is rare. She used to hate that side.
Depressed, she wondered if anyone else noticed her quietness.
If anyone else noticed her wings were gone.
She doesn't mind retreating into her cocoon as much now.
She's realized something.
Her cocoon and her wings are both a part of her.
They're what make her unique, different, special.
They make her ... her.
Different sides, perhaps, but both are still uniquely, undoubtedly, part of the butterfly.