Torture. Abuse. Murder. Pain. I've been left without feeling after things like this happened to me. But I've never lost one thing. A thing I was capable of losing so many times. Hope. All these years being locked in a cage, dragged around by freaks, no one can take away that feeling, the feeling that you'll get out. I've never lost it. They tried to get it out of me, so I could be their mindless slave. Well they don't know what's coming. Ill keep trying. And one day? I wound fail.
