She touched the little box in her pocket & smiled because she knew everything would be alright.
She knew everything would be alright because the box was her fathers.
Whom had just died from Pheumonia.
So anytime she felt unsafe or scared she would rub the box.
In her head she would hear her father say "it's okay my little angel,your a brave little girl & I know you can defeat and concore your worries & fears".
So anytime she feels unsafe or scared she just rubs the little box & regains her hope.
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