About22 years old, yet I still feel like a child. My views on humans seem to be becoming bleak, which is sad; humans can be bad and greedy, but I trust there is still some good with them. I was taken from my family, with nothing I could do to stop it. Its hard feeling helpless or used, its caused me to be callous towards others.
I don't want to lose the feeling from my memories. I don't just want them to become "thoughts". They were precious to me and I'm scared fear and doubt will cloud what matters most to me..