Slipping away. Falling through walls that are closing in. Keeping out her only true friends. Losing herself in the worlds she created. Faded. An empty vessel moving way to fast. Getting caught up in the past. As horrid as it may be. She could have been free. She could have been safe. The baby was saved before it was too late. She was molded and shaped and adored. Loved more by her fake parents than any other baby in the world. By them she was warned of the mistakes she could make that would seal her fate to that of crazy and suffering. Ignorance is bliss. So is said. But not in this case her ignorance lasts and turns her into a psychopath.