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Today at nap time, Diana was fighting it. She got up and turned her light on like normal but I heard her asking for help moments after I got downstairs. I gave her a few minutes but she didn't stop. I went in there and she was no where to be found. I said Diana, where are you? "In here" she says. Her voice was coming from inside her closet. She had gone in there and slid the door shut but couldn't get out. Oh, this dear child.