Story Of A Lonely Girl In A Dark Room... - -eng- The

The words flowed out of her like water, a torrent of emotions and thoughts and feelings. She wrote about her life before the room, about her family and friends. She wrote about her hopes and dreams, about her fears and anxieties.

The room was sparse, with only a small bed and a chair in the corner. There was a small table with a lamp on it, but it was never turned on. The only light came from a small crack under the door, a faint glow that was barely visible. -ENG- The Story of a Lonely Girl in a Dark Room...

The notebook had been her salvation, her key to freedom. And as she walked away from the room, Emily knew that she would always carry it with her, a reminder of the power of hope and imagination. The words flowed out of her like water,