Here I am. Sitting in this cold room on my bed. Staring into space. What am I doing...? I heard the door open downstairs...as it slammed shut I shivered. Mother. "Get out of my sight." She said calmly. I looked away and walked away. I touched my face...no tears? Ah as I guess I'm used to this pain? I smiled alittle as I said that to myself. Will someone ever love me?