The Girl Next Door The girl next door stays inside. She watches young couples in their first years and elderly couples in what may be their last years. She can't help but think that the elderly couple once felt the same as the young couple. Maybe 20 years ago or maybe 50 years back. And, while she gazes at them she admires such a love so old. She knows she will never feel such love, she is misunderstood. No one visits her, no one asks for her, but she is happy because has come to accept her fate. She puts on her white dress and goes about her daily routine, taking to no one, only her shadow.