She lives in a world full of death and destruction. Happiness has been masked by false emotions and traumatic events. Her neighborhood is a war zone, screams and cries are common sounds well into the midnight hours.

Fear, anxiety, loneliness and pain are just a few of the feelings that overwhelm her. She is surrounded by the unfortunate aftermath of a broken system.

She fights in this dark place with every ounce of strength. She cannot be seen by the human eye but her cold gripping presence can always be felt.

She does not sleep and is always on the alert. She longs for peace and desires something more. Something that will heal the pain or at the very least hide it.

If she had a physical look it would be covered in scars. Broken glass with sharp edges would protrude from weak and vulnerable places. The description set forth is a torn and broken soul.