
Death, to most is sorrows, inconsolable, disconsolate, or even freedom and rejoice. To me it's experience and I only know this through my faint "dreams" or at least that's what I think they are. They tell me that is just a system malfunction, and it's normal for my kind but I believe it's something that is being kept from me that I should know, about the real me. About.... my family. Let's just say, revenge sure is something....All Rights Reserved