It started simple.

It was easy. It was a question.

"Why are you even doing it? Why do you play?" they asked her.

To be honest, she didn't know how to answer that. She didn't quite grasp the question. She just stood there, mouth shut tightly, dumbfounded and bewildered.

She heaved a weary sigh, and walked on with her life, hoping the answer would reach her at some later point.

It wasn't until a month later, in which seemed to her an eternity, in which she participated in a game, in which was tough. She noticed that she could take a shot.

She jumped, and released her grip.

The ball rolled out of her hand and soared, landing on the rim, it continued to toss and turn, causing many there to tense up with excitement as to whether or not it would fall through.

The ball went through the rim, causing her and the audience there to cheer, with her learning one thing.

She is here to learn how to deal with terrible people.

She is there to learn.

She had answered the question.