Shy and small she felt in that cold and small room, wondering what was behind those glasses that changed colors every day, she heard the sounds and felt the humming, but her courage was not enough to approach and take risks, she had seen many peek and marvel at those small spaces, but her strength felt empty and only gave a shy smile when he thought about what was, and how his curiosity consumed without having the courage to approach and peek, were like a pair of eyelids on her own eyelids, maybe it was not the same to be trapped inside her head with her eyes closed when she was trapped between four walls just thinking and imagining? no matter if it has bars of gold a cell will always be a cell, and what this world offers us is beyond our imagination, one day at last, tired of waiting and asking, not by courage but out of necessity, he got up and I walked to that window, did not demand much, did not want much, just a serious look, and was lucky to see that evening, his mind flew and marveled, all his fear vanished and became inspiration, "now I'll walk up that door, I no longer have chains that bind me. "
The world is a beautiful but dangerous place, if we fear what can hurt us there is a lot that we will never explore, you may be stuck in that room, flying alone in your imagination, you just need to open a small window, to realize everything that awaits you, this was what she saw, now tell me what do you see?
