A little girl lies in a bed, arms folded in the stereotypical posture of peace. She is either sleeping, dead, or in a coma. Her hair looks blond, but doesn't seem to belong that way: either she dyes it or it is a wig. She is not sickly or thin enough to be in the advanced stages of chemotherapy, nor does her bed appear to be in a hospital so much as a normal bedroom. Her face is freckled - for some reason this stands out to me.
I cannot clearly picture her clothes or her blankets, though the blankets are more clear to me: a dark color, most likely navy, and heavy - a comforter, not sheets. There is something near the head of the bed to her left, and there may be someone sitting to this side. To her right, the space is empty. There is a door in this direction, but it is more likely a closet than an entrance.
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