By Sophie D, Cork E.T.S.S
As I stare at the mirror I see myself, a face I no longer recognise stares back at me. I have lived countless lives, and had an innumerable amount of names. I no longer know who I was originally and there is no hope of me knowing who I could be. The freedom I have experienced is immeasurable, I can be anyone, anywhere at any time. Yet in the process of becoming free, I have lost my humanity, and that is something no change of form, name or being can give me.