Alone, again. Sometimes, she felt like she lived in the mirror. There were people around, but she was unable to reach out to them, unable to connect. The others were talking amongst themselves, but she couldn't hear a word. A few who looked to be her age were giggling and whispering. Clearly enjoying themselves. She was present, but so removed from whatever was going on. What was going on? She really didn't know why she was there...
Silently and unnoticed by anyone she slipped out the door. Quickly she walked down the main street, not thinking about where she was going. It was instinctive. She opened the one door of the church that was left unlocked and stepped into the sanctuary. Immediately she breathed a sigh of relief.
He was here. Everything was alright. This was the one place she felt loved. This was the one place she was convinced she wasn't crazy. How could the rest of the world live without this, without Him?
Here she was home.
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