Hi. My name is Nylia Okudnum, I'm 13. And I don't know I'm here for. I mean, what's the point of walking on this Earth when all you feel is pain? Everything is so empty, it's as if I have no heart, yet I am still breathing. The pain is from anything you can imagine. And I can't hold it in any longer. As if I were a balloon about to pop from the poisoned gas engulfing me. Or so I thought. I didn't have anyone. I walked blindly in the darkness. Until I met her. My inner mirror.