Shallow. Numb. Empty.

My life is utter horror.

Any normal or even remotely happy feeling I felt once upon a time no longer exist. That's the catch to having no ties or connections with other people.

Survival. That's my priority. Nothing else matters. Just survival.

If I let even the littlest of emotion escape my chained up heart, it will only hinder me and get in the way of my dark, gruesome life.

Feelings. Feelings mean nothing to me. With feelings comes guilt, fear, regret, pain and worst of all love. I can't let myself feel because if I do, I won't be able to stop it. If I let my emotions out, I will end up weak and pathetic like everyone else.

Emotion is just dead weight to me; it's not needed.

I do have siblings, but, we are all pretty much the same. Empty bodies; as if our soul has been ripped away from us as well as everything that weakened us once before.

We pretend to care but it's all just an act. We will never care for each other. If wanted, we would kill each other in a heartbeat without a second thought; no emotions attached.

Life is dull. It always will be dull. Nothing can deny the harsh reality of the world. The darkened secrets it hides right before your very eyes. People are too blind to see what secrets surround them everyday. Too unbelieving to realise it. Too dumb to notice.

I'm Echo Waters and this is my unescapable story....

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