Inside, a young heartless girl sat in the corner of the room, brewing a storm inside of her. Like every other storm, people died but this one was different. This storm blew everyone away,isolating the sad girl in her bedroom with her walls repainted in a deep purple.
Sunshine was beyond repair; the corlourful rainbow that was painted brightly was covered by the dark clouds of dispair. The mirrior which showed Her reckless form were all covered with a tattered cloth, and all her clothes ruined ,only to be replaced with the rock styled hot topic.
Even though she was holding in a storm, outside was bright like day. It sicked storm and she shuffled deeper into the darkness.
She spent her weekend, in the same spot of each hour of the day. The saddness slowly eating her inside but storm hated it.
She wanted to be sunshine again and the storm began to give up.