[ WP ] Corners were her favorite places ...

Silvia has not always been that quiet girl you know. 
 
 On the contrary she used to be very buoyant. There was always a wall to decorate, a sofa to christen, a cat to throw from the second floor or a ball to throw at the bad guy on the screen. Where did she take this from? Probably the father her mother never talked about. She, on the contrary, was the type to not like noise. Any scrat, sree, donk would send her into a fit. She would shoot a glare at the object of her sudden hatred and wish that it was no more. Often that was Silvia. 
 
 Of course such destructive glare is not possible in our world, but it had its effect nevertheless. Little by little it chipped away at her daughter's vibrant personality. To protect what little was left, Silvia hid the product of her imagination where she would n't be seen. Corners were her favorite place... 
 
 You noticed too. Whenever she was in a pinch, you would see her eyes scanning the room. Her personal radar looking for the darkest place... 
 
 I did everything I could, but you have to understand that there is nothing you could against all that 
 

