That was 'they', not person. She needed to get back with the rest of her group."You were brave to divert from your team Monster Killer. But you feel i... now, danger, a threat to your very own life is near." A voice that sounded all around her came.She pulled her swords twisting around."Where are you?! What are you?!" Tsk, tsk, tsk, one question at a time now my dear." It said with a sickly venom in its voice."What are you?" She asked more defiantly and more anger in her voice."I was only a. When they started teasing Trudie, Shannon and Clara tried to stick up for her and shield her from the teasing, but there were three or four boys who seemed to make it their mission in life to follow Trudie around and torment her. It wasn't any kind of terrible hazing at first, they would just walk by her and hold their noses and say thing like 'phew, you stink' or ask her if she had more than one shirt and pair of pants. Trudie would just stay silent and try to ignore them.Trudie ignoring them. Narrow slits of windows looked out over the Chakcha's fields and gave a restricted view of the forest beyond, but he could see nothing out there that might be of help to him.A more careful look at the interior of the room revealed only a few rotted sticks and leaves. Mak prowled about the stone floor uneasily. Something about the room just wasn't right, but for what seemed like ages he couldn't pin down what it was.He finally stood perfectly still in the center of the room, straining his senses. My soul is charred with tainted thoughts — constantly I find it wasting away into nothingness, therefore securing the personality of a less than human creature. I find myself screaming on the inside, unable to break free of my pain. I wear a mask of contentment that grows weaker; my smile however happy it may appear is a charade- a fake twitch of the muscles for my audience. I feel angry, I feel unworthy, I feel caged and I feel empty. These emotions make me want to break free — to leave this.