La Vie en Rose...

Evil, putrefaction, everywhere, it's choking me...too much horror for my mind to process! This has been such a difficult week for me, one after another horrible news have been hammered upon my impressionable soul: a serial rapist lurking the nearby grounds of the UPR, robbery, attacks, death ... yes, I knew all these things happened, I've always known...but I never thought I'd be so close to them. I am scared, there is no other word to describe this feeling. This morning, while walking towards college, I was in the border of tears. The morning was grey, cloudy and cold, the air felt heavy. I was walking all by myself and every single noise startled me "that could be a thief, and he'll cut me just to steal something - maybe someone will jump from around that corner and strangle me..."

God, I just wish I could go back to being that 14-year-old that lived in a pink world or at least, be the 23-year-old I am and push a button to make that world a reality.