(narrator)
Zilni went up to the attic, to her tiny corner full of books, notebooks, her diary, and a desk with her lamp on it, but, the most important part... the window. right above the desk, there it is, if you lived there you would know how rare it is to find a window in there. every night after dinner she would go up there and look out the window. Sometimes she would write about her life, and today i'm going to be telling you her story...
it was a cold, stormy winter night, Zilni locked her door, put the music up loud...she wished she could leave, but they kept her from the outside. she finally found an actually peaceful spot in the.... house, i guess you could call it that, the they go and forbid her to go there... there's a window there, a place to escape.
"Zilni! where are you?" yelled her "sister" as she walks up the stairs, "where are you! answer me!.... you know that we can't go out, none of us can." she says as soon as Zilni unlocked her door.
"come in." Zilni said tiredly.
They talked and talked until, " Time for bed Mill, and Zill!! everyone else is already asleep!"