Clarissa lived for music. There was something about the vibrations that felt so heavenly, as if it were liquid energy seeping right through her skin. Sometimes it taught her brain how to flow, how to be so peaceful. Sometimes it taught her heart how heartless and cruel humans could be. As unexpected as the financial problems that followed her parent’s divorce, the heartbreak she went through opened doors for more grief into the young musician’s life. Even with a gun to her head, she vowed to herself to never do to anyone what he did to her. She would rather die. Yet, here she was, playing with the feelings of a soul just like hers for some money. Before she knew it, she became the heartless monster she vowed to never be.