I feel rage pouring from my soul, sadness of what the world is becoming and scared to say my true feelings towards the people I truly despise. It's time though... time for me to kill you with my words, drown you with my peoms and to tell all my stories. I see it... the gift of speech, many of us possess it, but choose to tape their mouths fearful of what will happen. I am a happiness warrior, from my own Harrold Clan. I bare scars and may speak of what sadness I keep deep within my heart. But, I am angry at this world full of monsters. I see...