Miss Clover.
They called her "Crus" just because of the tattoo in her forehead. It is somewhat shaped like a cross. But after staring with that tattoo, I realized that it's not a cross instead, a clover. It's when we started to call her "Clover".
Miss Clover or maybe Mrs. Clover, no one knows, only her can say the truth. But in her condition and in every story she is telling to us, no one can figure out which is true and not.
Clover is mentally-ill, she has a lot of stories in her head, imaginations, fictions,something that happens in her head. The odd in her condition, everything seems true, the flow of the stories are united until you figure out in the end that everything is just a kwentong-barbero.
She's wearing medical suits, everyday she changes her uniform, she has a uniform from my university that belongs to a physical therapist, also uniforms from Mercury Drug and other hospitals. She also knows medical terms, drugs, and places.
My suspicion is that, before she gets into her condition she may be a nurse or somewhat a medical professional. Maybe she was rich, visiting places or even countries, having a family. Until something tragedy happened, bankruptcy, casino, and other issues in life.
Poor Clover, but despite of what the society is doing to her, she's still living her life, laughing, sharing different stories, acting as a normal citizen, earning money and smiling.
This is Miss Clover, whom I always talk to. My days seem incomplete not hearing a story from her and not receiving a piece of promo paper from our branch.
