My name is-

The world around me is grey. Always shades of grey. From nearly white, to almost black. Sometimes I scratch my hands just to see other colors, pinks and purples. Sometimes I scratch out letters. But I don't know what they mean. Once upon a time I think I was a normal human being. But I think, after all the therapy and tests and injections. I think whatever made me human has been distorted so much mentally that I have become something else altogether. At least, that's what they say.