beinghumanclub

Wires. You've got wires going in, You've got wires coming out of your skin. "Rachel!" Collapsing in front of my whole world...my Rachel. Butchered by the monster who had destroyed and created me. Whispering lies; what he had done was for the best, to help me. It obliterated everything I am...everything I was. Leaving the shell of the man I could have been. You've got tears making tracks, I've got tears that are scared of the facts. "What have they done?!" I brushed a stray piece of hair off of her pretty face that was now stained with blood. Why would anyone do this to someone so innocent? What had she done to deserve this? Simple, she