[ WP ] A human glows in the dark . After initial interest by scientists it is considered mundane . Describe the difficulties in life for this person .

The doctors gave her 100 years to live, that is if she were to be a good law abiding citizen and follow healthy habits for the rest of her life. Her hair grew slightly faster than most other girls, the arch in her feet was flexible enough to sustain a standing position for long periods of time, her fingernails were strong enough that they rarely chipped. The list went on. In a lot of ways, she was significantly healthier than most girls her age. And this had nothing to do with the skin thing, it's just the lucky bag of genes that had been handed to her. She had every reason to love herself, but she did n't. 
 
 It was Wendy's first time showing anyone. Usually, she'd leave parties before the lights went out. She never went to clubs. She slept in her own room during college. Her parents and the doctors were the only ones to know. She knew people were n't too judgmental, but she was deathly afraid of this: being insulted. She had a big ego. A lot of people complimented her. She insisted on being friendly and charismatic and charming despite how eerily secluded she was to everyone else. People were fascinated by her big secret that she was obviously hiding. She was afraid of this: letting someone down. People were so drawn into her, blood-sucking mosquitoes to a dim night light. She was afraid of this: scaring someone away. 
 
 It was her first time showing anyone. The lights were still on when she began stripping. Cardigan first. Top button to the bottom one. She shrugged it onto the floor as the melody of a vinyl record dropped with it. She was wearing a white tank top that fitted her almost as kindly as the words she was hoping to receive. The skirt dropped next. Long knee-high socks and black panties to match. 
 
 `` Okay.'' She whispered. `` Turn the lights off.'' 
 `` Why?'' Her counterpart asked, `` I'm certainly enjoying the view.'' 
 `` You'll see.'' She smiled sweetly, masking the terror that was crawling in her skin. 
 
 *Shes going to scream, * She thought curling her toes. *She's going to leave me here without a ride home. I'll have to walk home in the dark. I ca n't do that* 
 `` Turn the lights off, Celine.'' She urged again. `` Let's get this over with.'' 
 Celine turned the lights off.The window blinds cast a shadow of dark stripes over her- now visibly purple- skin. She took a step forward, closer to the bed, where her girlfriend was trembling with awe. 
 
 `` It's not contagious...'' she let her know, ruining whatever ambient mood there might have been before she spoke. 
 
 `` This is what you were hiding?'' Celine whispered, leaning away from the glowing figure before her. `` I get it now. I get why you've been acting so weird around me.'' Celine was trying her hardest not to sound rude, but she sounded rude. Wendy sighed and turned the lights back on. In her fragile little head, she had done it: gotten insulted, let someone down, scared someone away. 
 
 `` Forget it,'' She mumbled, and bent over to begin getting dressed again. 
 `` Wait.'' Celine stood up and turned the lights back off. She hungrily grabbed Wendy by the shoulders and looked her in the eyes. `` Sorry. I did n't mean. You know. It's just not what I was expecting, at all.'' 
 
 Wendy let the moment linger before saying anything. `` You mean, it's okay?'' 
 
 Celine nodded. 
 
 Wendy let out a small cry, and smiled before adding, `` You mean I do n't have to walk home in the dark?'' as a transition to lighten the air of the situation. 
 
 Celine wiped a brilliantly fluorescent tear from her girlfriend's brilliantly purple face. `` No, you do n't have to walk home in the fucking dark.'' She leaned in to kiss her.
