She survived the darkness by hiding and believing that she was not good enough and ignored the sound.
One day, a carriage stopped and waited patiently outside, and she lifted her head, mustering her courage, listened, and stood up on her feet.
She took a step and another, then another, until she was in the sunlight, and onto the carriage, ushered by her own voice; “To be humble is not to put yourself down but to love others, and to believe in yourself is not to put yourself above but to know what you’re born to do.”
Too Preachy? For Three Line Tales, Week 194.