January 23, 2009
I walk around the house, my heart inside me moves really slowly I can barely hear it, but then I remember. I don’t have a heart.
I look out the window and admire the outside world where I wish could be, but it is impossible, I am trapped. Trapped inside this house, forever.
A low moan starts building inside of me, growing louder and louder each second. I moan and moan, I cannot cry anymore.
Sadness fills the emptiness inside me, then I turn away trying to forget my past. Trying to forget I’m alone in the world.

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