Our heart is surely a fragile thing. Unlike the wood when hit with a hammer, this thing shattered into tiny little pieces, making you cannot breathe the air and making you feel so lifeless. Worst is, you'll never get to put it back anymore. Sure, as month passes by, the pain would gradually fade away and then one day you'll just wake up and realized that you are truly okay but then, it would still leave a scar that would make you feel a nostalgic feeling. And you'll never run away from it. No this is not the lovey-dovey heart broken story you thought, this is the story of the effect after a heart being broken through rough circumstances along with horrible people. I am Raffi Brooks and this I tell you, how each day, I tried to escape the claws of the past haunting me.