Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair...

Sitting in front of her mirror in her room five floors high, she brushed her hair slowly, thoughts running about in her head. The things that happened throughout the day flashed through her mind as if it just happened, the lasting effect still there.

"She wasn't nice. She took all the attention from my friends and never let me have a chance to talk to them. She left me sitting alone and she didn't care."

Trapped in her room, five floors high with nowhere to go, she wished she could travel, she could get out. But all she has now is just a window which she could sit by and watch the world go by.