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Gosh, you wouldn't believe what just happened to me.

So I was really depressed about something, and my mom had had a bit of a go, and I was all sad, so I was in my room and I decided to go into my wardrobe. It's not like I normally do, but I figured it might be good to go in there and have a good cry.

Anyway, I get in the wardrobe, it's a slidey door one, with the lights off and the door slides shut and there I am. About twenty minutes pass, and I decide it's time to get out of the wardrobe, so I push the door to slide it and it opens, about two inches. Which is not big enough for me to get out.

So I'm like "Oh shit" because I'm stuck in a freaking wardrobe.

There are a few suggestions my mind throws up.
a. Call my mom.
However, since I've been crying for the last twenty minutes, I'm not looking so hot, not to mention that she'll wonder WHY I was in the wardrobe.
b. Call my brother.
Ditto my mom, as well as being mocked for being stuck in a wardrobe.
c. Stay there until morning.
But you know, I would still be discovered eventually, and also what if I needed the toilet?

And I'm like, what if they think I've been abducted because they can't find me? What if they think I've run away? I should have padded my bed so it looked like I was sleeping there.

So I try to push the door open a bit more, but it wont budge and Im really scared I'm going to break it so I stop. I'm fairly sure there's something in the way of it, so I try to feel around (cursing myself for turning out the light) for any obstructions, but I come up blank.

And it's been about another ten minute, and I'm still stuck. I wonder how long it will take for anyone to notice. And THEN finally, I realise that I've PUSHED some of my clothes into the door, stopping it from moving!! Elated, I move the clothes and push the door, rushing out into the fresh air. FREEEEEDOM.

Anyway. I feel much better about everything now.