Have you ever had to worry that your life could be in danger every day? Would you have to miss parties, dances, trips, and constantly fear that even the smallest bite of food could be fatal?

I wonder if it’s like having cataracts. Heart and mind glazed over, blurry and unusable.

I wonder if it’s like a slow processing computer, loading screen flashing that stupid spinner over and over and over and over and over and…

A shotgun rings out once, twice. A soul escapes its borrowed body. A mother’s cry pierces the ears of the forest…