Sophia was a plump, fair sixteen-year-old in her final year in secondary school. She sat alone in a chair in her classroom, her head bowed on a wooden table. Her classmates formed groups, talking and chuckling. When a stout man carrying a camera in his hand entered the classroom, the students greeted him with excitement - except Sophia who frowned. Sophia sneaked out of the classroom as soon as the class teacher came inside. Noticing her absence, the class teacher instructed two female students to search for her. The students found Sophia in the library and brought her back to the classroom. The photographer arranged the students: some sat with the teacher while others stood behind. Sophia stood at the back of everyone, staring at her classmates until she hid behind someone. The photograph was taken. After the photographer left, some students brought out their phones and took pictures with one another. Hearing the sound of a bell at 2 p.m, the closing time, Sophia walked out of the classroom and headed home. She entered a bungalow and reluctantly greeted her elder sister, Precious, who sat in an armchair. 'Let me see the picture you took in school today.' Sophia put the contents that were in her school bag on the floor. Precious picked a picture from among the books and looked at it. ‘Didn't you take the picture with your classmates?' 'I did. I'm hungry. Where is Mum?' Sophia placed her books back inside her bag. 'She travelled today.' Sophia held her school bag and went into a room, pushing aside a blue curtain. She returned to the sitting room, wearing a casual dress. 'Why aren't you in the picture?' Opening an aluminium door, Sophia went outside. Precious followed her. The two sisters sat on a wooden bench which was under a mango tree. Precious removed some dried leaves from the bench. 'You didn't answer my question. You have to talk now!' Sophia drew on the sand. ‘I was forced to take the picture.' 'Do you have any friends at all?' Sophia shook her head. 'How will your classmates remember you when you all go your separate ways?' ‘None of my business. I was uncomfortable after the photo was taken. I barely looked at the face of anyone.' 'I'm sorry for the way I've acted and spoken to you. I'm now a changed sister and I'm proud of you.' Precious had always concentrated on building friendships with people in the neighbourhood but neglected Sophia. She treated her like an alien. Sophia nodded as she cleaned the tears that rolled across her face. Jane, a young woman in her third year at the university, walked towards the sisters. She returned home to spend the first semester holiday with her parents and decided to visit Precious. Jane sat on a swing tied to a branch of the tree which was made by older children in the neighbourhood. Sophia stood up to go inside when she saw Jane but sat down at the signal of her sister. Jane pointed at Sophia. 'Is she your sister?' 'My younger sister. Sophia,' Precious said. Jane smiled and waved her hand at Sophia. ‘I can see the resemblance,' Jane said. ‘You're Jane Johnson,' Sophia said. Jane opened her mouth. 'How did you know my name? Your sister must have spoken to you about me.' Sophia shook her head. 'I know you from Facebook. This is my first time seeing you physically.' 'Jane, you don't know her because she doesn't associate with people,' Precious said. Sophia and Precious looked at each other, and Sophia nodded. 'Jane, I'm the John Simon that you chat with on Facebook.' Jane stood up. 'I can't believe this. What do you mean?' 'Sophia didn't put her picture and real name on Facebook,' Precious said. 'I've been chatting with some of my classmates and teachers on Facebook but they don't know it's me,' Sophia said. ‘Why didn't you put your picture? Why did you claim to be a gender you're not?' Jane said. 'I'm sorry. That's the only way I relate with people but I won't do that anymore,' Sophia said in tears. 'She also did that to me. I thought she had stopped,' Precious said. 'It's my fault. I made her feel lonely and regret her personality. I wasn't a friendly sister but always compared her with other girls.' 'Precious, you have to develop a good attitude towards your sister and appreciate your differences. Always interact with her and be her close friend. Though you may have different personalities yet you complement each other. A rainbow would not have been attractive if it were made of one colour. So, our differences make the world beautiful,' Jane said. Precious nodded. Jane circled her arm around Sophia's shoulder. ‘Don't wish you were someone else. Everyone is unique either as an introvert or an extrovert. Make good friends. Don't isolate yourself again. First, delete your fake Facebook account.' 'I appreciate who I am. I'm proud to be me,' Sophia said.