She is clothed with fears, she scares of the world outside, they'll hurt her, they'll shoot her down, they'll kill her. She is afraid to be honest about herself, about her feelings, so she has to always keeps silent, keep holding and hiding the feelings she has, because she's scared. so scared, scared until she won't even look at the small hole in the window, she won't even touch even with her finger the coldness of the door to go outside, she's just too scared.
Until one cold night, wind whispers at her ear "let's go out, all good things are free outside, you just need to open your eyes and walk with your feed, everything is awesome outside, you just need to step outside and hear the birds, everything is perfect, you just need to feel it with your eyes open, everything is too good not to be seen" it leaves with nasty feelings, she couldn't help herself from the feelings that drive her strange, the feelings that knock her deepest heart, that break the cold frozen ices in her mind. She wants to look at the small hole at the window, to touch the door with all her hand, but she's scared. She's scared that the wind lies, she's scared that she's not strong enough to be outside, she spends her days thinking.....
a long time has passed, seconds turn to minutes, minutes turn to hours, hours turn to days, and days turn to months, and she finally decides to go out. She holds the door and means to open it slowly and with fear, she finally sees the light outside from the spaces on the door she opens slowly,wide and gets more wide until she sees the outside clearly from the door, so good,awesome, and perfect. She steps her first step outside, walking with eyes closed, slowly, slowly, and slowly. She scares the rocks will fly on her, the trees will fall on her, but she opens her eyes with the words that said by the trees on her mind, she continues, she walks with eyes open, getting fast, fast, faster, and she finally find the rhythm to walk faster, to dance confidently with eyes open, and she tries to open her eyes more wide and look around.
everything was so so so bad, so far from what she imagined before, so far from the winds' words. She scares, she runs back to her door but the door suddenly disappear. She's stuck in the world that she hates, she wants to cry, but even if she cries, will everything change? so she just sits up in a place and won't move because she's trapped.
It is raining and the she closes her eyes, suddenly the rain tells her that she's late, she should go outside right after the wind said she should, before the outside turns bad because the wind sad because the thought of its mind that she won't go outside. Her heart is full of regrets, she regrets that she didn't go outside faster, she cries. Then the storm wipes her tears and whispers. that. the. wind. lies. the outside was never good, it's foul and everybody knows that.
She's in doubt, is the wind lie or is the outside never good? she tries to find out the answers.
