Quinn isn't my real name. Quinn is my alter ego. She is strong. She isn't weak. And she helps me keep going. 
 
Our souls aren't confined by physical boundaries. Some of you might be a little confused by this, so I'll try to explain. Physically, my body is trapped, and it can't leave it's prison. But my soul, oh my soul can leave. My soul can dream. My soul can get angry, cry, show emotion, but only on the inside. Because on the outside, I am completely silent. I need to be completely silent.