Prompt: She's got the whole dark forest living inside of her

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Lieselotte Meyer was born into a world full of people who were all rather lonely, although in their own ways. While some were stuck in a state of loneliness, others longed for physical contact with another. The thing that made her different however, was hard for anyone to truly grasp. While they struggled and begged to the god above, should there even be one, for it all to stop, and for all the emptiness to end; she thrived off the long periods of isolation. Being born into the emptiness around her, it felt welcoming.

You see, everyone else only knew how to get happiness from others. Lieselotte however, never had any sort of luxury to see anyone besides her mother. Even a few years back when her father had passed, she had never gotten upset at the emptiness. She welcomed it like an old friend, letting it blossom and grow into something beautiful. Of course she had felt sadness, as anyone does when they loose someone of whom they love, but the girl was not one to be reliant upon others. She often escaped to her mind to cope with the overwhelming sadness, as when she did it wasn't as bad anymore. 

Lieselotte Meyer was always a rather quiet girl, as any person could get when their thoughts are so loud. She used her mind as an escape, as a way to forget everything around her. All the mountains and the villages, the grassy fields, and the oceans. Her favourite though, was the forest.

She always loved the forest, it was her happy place. It's hard to be claustrophobic when the trees provide the sweet air for her to slip into her little world. The sweet, sweet polluted air that helps her drift off into her mind. She was always so happy, so wonderful; especially after a day in the forest. Nobody else dared step in there, but once she came back Lieselotte was always giggly and smiling.

It's her escape - a way to make everything disappear for a little while. Her poison sancutuary. 

She loved that sweet polluted air, seeping from the cracks of imperfection in the ground. Some called her mad, but you see; no one can be sane all the time. She was just trying to be happy, and she was forever just that.

Hi! I'm alive! I took a huge mental health break but I realized with how this year is going, and just how I am, I won't be 'getting better' any time soon. I miss doing fanfiction, but this is another creative way to explore my mind. Sorry if this isn't your style, but I'd gladly write something else you'd prefer. I hope you all are doing well! X