Ryan could feel something piercing down his heart, he was never an apathetic person yet for this little girl all he felt was an endless pity. She was really young, childhood was said to be the golden age of a person's entire life- while he was drained off in learning how to survive alone this girl's life too wasn't much better than him. She too was learning to live alone but sadly, this left a deep scar in her.
Catherine wiped her nose with her palm before looking around the room, casting a smile weaker than her she said, "You asked, right, why I have so many stuff toys in my room. They are here... To make me feel a little less lonely. At night, when they are around... I feel a little less by myself. I... During nightmares, I couldn't call anyone to accompany me; all I can do w
