Perhaps the Apple Does Fall Far From the Tree

Perhaps the Apple Does Fall Far From the Tree

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A young girl with a heavy burden on her shoulders. She's uncommonly compassionate with a craving for emotional comfort from the loss of attention after her parents' divorce. The separation left her with both physical and mental scars. Constantly afraid of herself and what her mind is slowly warping into as her symptoms progress over time, she seeks comfort in her friendly hallucinations. She finds herself often in need of guidance when her strong values of justice and fairness get in the way. Alice is clumsy and easily flustered, making her seem soft spoken and timid. But rest assured she sure packs a punch. As she grows up, Alice will learn what it means to fit into society, while being herself. She runs through obstacles of what would happen if a large part of her is taken away and how to deal with adults who act like children. While alone to the eye of a "normal" person, Alice seeks out what it truly means to find comfort in being yourself.
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