How would you feel if you were scared every moment of your life? If every time you took a step you were afraid it would be the wrong one. What would you do if every step was the wrong step? That's how I have felt since I could begin to feel. Running is all I've ever known, fear is all I've never known and emptiness is all I've ever known. I've never felt loved, I've never felt safe and I've never felt happy every time a new, bright day would arrive. I have been forced to harden my heart so that I don't feel like this... feeling is dangerous. And now I feel absolutely nothing but hate for those people who forced me into this. But I can't just give up or end it either; I'm not allowed. So I run, there isn't anything else I can do, because people are after me and they aren't good people either. In fact they aren't even people and to them I'm just a freaky experiment to be used to better themselves. I have a plan though. A damn good plan, and every single person who has ever brought me pain will be brought down on their knees begging for mercy. I won't give it to them though, I'll just make sure that they scream my name in fear louder and louder and they can hope that Jesus will forgive them, because I sure as hell won't.All Rights Reserved