Dear Alone... Utterly alone with no one to comfort you. The days seem endless as you stare at the wall. No one visits, speaks to you or cares. You have people to talk to but the sad thing is is that they are only in your mind. All those little voices are the reason you are here. Society frowns upon people that can hear the voices. They think that means you are insane or loony. But remember that no matter how many straps go around your arms, or how many shots or pills they give you you will always have us. We live within you and are the reason you aren't completely insane. We are your voices of reason and you should trust us completely, or else you may never hear from us again.