Happy Agoraphobia

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As much as she thought, never could remember the sound of their silence ..
She was never afraid of the dark or hear noises at night; she spent a lot of days playing in the dark of her room.
Often peeked to look right through her ​​window but did not care if it was day or nigth outside.

she knew the exact number of steps that take from her room to the living room.

people say once she jumped on his bed she get to heaven and became a beautiful white cloud …… That was the last time somebody heard about her …..

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