After Briana closed the door to the secret room, angry tears slid slowly down her cheeks as she leaned against the heavy door. There was no one else in the room, so she gave in to exhaustion and stress that gripped her. She slid slowly to the floor and let hot tears slide down her cheeks and onto the floor. She let the hopelessness she felt crash down on her - an avalanche of emotions that threatened to engulf and devour her life. At that moment, she thought, let the angry avalanche have me. She succumbed to it.
After an undetermined length of time-to Briana an eternity-she finally pulled herself to her feet. Her legs were wobbly, her feet felt like mush beneath her, and her head was spinning from exhaustion. Somehow, she managed to drag herself to the huge canopy bed and threw herself
