Maya

　　After two months of being Arvin's slave, there is barely any will and strength left in my body. The mighty Maya has fallen, and left behind is the shell of the girl I used to be.

　　I'm barely even breathing, and sometimes my head is so quiet that I wonder if I'm dead.

　　Sadly, I'm still alive, even though death would be a far kinder fate than having to keep living in this cruel world.

　　Sighing, I stare at my feet. I'm trying not to get ...