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AMEIRA was lying silently on the sofa while listening to a song.

Unwell by Matchbox Twenty, her favorite.

All day staring at the ceiling

Making friends with shadows on my wall

All night hearing voices telling me

That I should get some sleep

Her house is very quiet. She is dazed and hidden in the dark. There is no one to talk to, only the furniture she has. But she was quieter, often keeping her mouth shut and staring at the ceiling.

Darkness and silence.

It envelops her whole system and life.

Feels sick but what can she do to ease it?

No matter how hard she tried to leave and forget the things that had hurt her, it only dragged her back to her prison. That's why she let it go and just accepted her fate—until she got used to it.

She finds comfort in the silence, making her feel at ease after everything she has gone through.

There are many kinds of silence.

There's this type of silence that all you could hear was the ticking of the clock and every water drop coming from the bathroom and