• The dull light within each life, it threatens that spark I hold so dear. No matter what I do I can no longer be who I truly am. My life was taken and replaced. Now living in someone else's almost perfect little life. Do they know that I live in another? Probably not. They probably recored the death already. How ignorant they are. Test after test and failing one after another. Now that is over they start on another. Looking from behind her eyes, looking at the life she leaves, I ache for the life they took from me. I can feel it. Soon I will be my own again, but not now. Now is to early for my life to begin. Within this woman holds a new life. A new life which is made for me. She hopes for a boy, but I already know. When this life starts, so shall my revenge. Day by day, night by night, this eagerness within this shapeless form grows more and more. The day has come, and here she is. Her child now cradled in her arms. This child now mine. The plan has now been set in action.