whenever she'd get inside the closet, she'd meet the sole and uneasy feeling of isolation she needed.
whenever she'd get inside the closet, she'd forget about the world behind her and all that it meant to be alive, the weight of responsibilities would go away for a while and make her believe she was safe and left untouched by the demons.
whenever she'd get inside the closet there would be silence first and nothing then, as if she was taken aback to a previous moment in her life, a moment where everything was quiet and pure like snow on the very first day of winter; a miracle.
whenever she'd get inside the closet, Ophelia would stop noticing the reality of the hospital and the noise of those suffering from bearing their own skin. whenever she'd get inside the closet, she'd forget a stranger would still reach her in the end.