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She stood there looking at the open door with the key in the lock. She closed the door tight and lock it. She did not know why but that door had to remain shut if she was going to live an independant life it had to reamin closed. She had to be truely independant and in the end she is just alone. Being alone is a problem for her because when she is alone with herself she is self destructive, but with another person with her would it only make her more raw and self-consious? Either way as of now she almost hates herself. Dreams no longer visit her. Those whymsical dreams that would give her hope for the future are gone now. She has no more fanstaies to think about her head is bowed by the desires of the mortal world, she is shackled to the earth by debt, she will no longer be able to fly. Alone in this cold room called independance she might go insane. It is but the first hour of confinment and her eyes are already streaming and yearning for dreaming. She seems like such a hopeless case, who could love her, she does not know how to love.