She didn’t think she was brave. She was doing what she always did. But everyone around her kept calling her brave and that scared her. Once being called brave then everyone would expect her to remain brave…even when she wasn’t. So, she quietly withdrew and started letting the world pass her by. She didn’t mind…except when she did. But during those times, she was the least like herself. Her most cowardly and she felt the most ashamed of herself. She tried to convince herself that her one act of bravery was actually the thing that started her downfall.