Girl has weird hallucinations about hersefl through a hope in the wall

After being brutally murdered, 14-year-old Susie Salmon watches from heaven over her grief-stricken family -- and her killer. As she observes their daily lives, she must balance her thirst for revenge with her desire for her family to heal.

A girl with schizophrenia confronts her hallucination.

A teenage girl is trapped in a mysterious dimension where she cannot leave the girls' bathroom.

A girl is on her way home when she starts seeing strange things. After returning home she is left to discover that the thing she was seeing may have found its way into the house.

Side by side in a leafy suburb, Thom lives in one flat, Alethea in another. It's pretty clear that their respective, unsatisfying lives would improve enormously if they just met each other. But with a wall literally between them, this seems highly improbable. Then there's the building's Power Box, having an existential crisis about the eventual collapse of the universe, and the super nova from five thousand years ago. Then there's time travelling on an equation for the speed of light and too much sugar. There's demon magpie attacks, laptops in love, cats dancing to Prince and sock puppet nightmares. And a tiny prayer by the Wall, hoping that all of these pieces can come together for one magical moment of love.

As a woman struggles with dissociation and connecting with reality, she experiences a surreal battle in the void in her mind--a fight for inner peace that may just get the best of her.

The confusion, fatigue, and exhaustion of a twenty-year-old girl were evident when she recently moved into a new, empty house to live in.

A girl begins to have hallucinations of her best friend and all of the people close to her disappearing, forcing her to confront her depression.

A girl living in a semi-physical, semi-digital world starts hearing her new neighbor through the wall.

Caught between a potentially predatory neighbour and her own escalating paranoia, an isolated young woman slides along the razor’s edge of sanity as she imagines who or what might be watching her through the walls.