A peaceful place

She curled up in the corner of the long worn down couch, resting her head upon the back rest. Her eyes unwillingly slid shut. Her head felt as if her brain had swollen up times ten and was pressing up hard against her skull. Her eyes were dry and burnin from crying earlier that day, and goose bumps crawled up her arm from the chill of the outside cold creeping inside the house. There was a soft pitter patter song of rain against the outside window singing her relaxedly to sleep. She knew she shouldnt fall asleep but it was the most comfortable thing to her at that moment. She sat there counting the peacefull seconds before she knew she would be interupted by her father. There was a loud clanking comming from the kitchen where he was begining to cook dinner. but she kept her eyes shut for the time being.
Her memory faded back to hours earlier...