I believe that everyone has heartstrings. Little strings that tie you to the people that means the most to you. Some people have more. Some people have less. And sometimes, those strings snap. And when the last string is broke, that person slowly dies. I've never seen someone recover from having all his or her strings broken off. But she, she was different. . She wasn't born with them like most kids were. She was different. How she lived without the strings, I didn't know. And it intrigued me.