natural
10: shut inside
The air had felt stale and stifling before. Stale because she knew she shut herself up in that small room with everybody else outside and listened to the floorboards fibrate as they run around without her and the footfalls tell a tale she can only read but never be a part of – but she could play a minor background role if she chose, if she acted the part but those costumes were suffocating and she'd rather be in this dreary room alone than choked to death on falsehoods…but why wasn't there a place she could be herself: the perfect place?