Waking up everyday to everyting being the same is tiering and as time flys by it get boring leading to depression. Though waking up feels worthless and skipping days feel like a failure theres no happiness worthy of living in a box. As the box is molded and beaten up as the years flew by. Sitting there in comfort of the darkness in the box and not knowing whats outside of its comforting walls is one way of living life for introvers. Not being able to socilize is something that is hard for these people as its like a gut renching feeling going inside their body and wont leave until they stay in that box and molds away. Its like taking drugs. Being alone as the days goes by is comforting but also alone at the same time as it has grown to be a comfort that has been there and been taken like a drug. Being alone feels like them but in reality they feel like something is wrong but they cant put a finger on what. Their time in the box has been calming and comforting but when someone tries to open and check whats i side they protect the box with all their soul and hear so the comfort of it wont be destroyed. They fix the box with the little things they have and make it go back to how it used to be. Exactly how it used to be as changeing the box will cause a shake in their comfort as it wont be recognizable anymore and will cause them to feel uneasy in it as dread will build up and cause them to be nervous in the box in fear of the next change or thing that tries to open their box and keep changing the box.
