illusionary world part III

   I  was born into this world to seek for the girl who lives in this deserted world. Sacrificing what I could have if I was born into another world. The girl made my body from scrap she had collected from this world. My memories were murky, I cannot remember very well. Where I had been going until now. Where had I been trying to get to? 

   I could not speak to the girl. But she was that one thing that made my heart feel warm. The warmth of this girl is indescribable. I could not feel that warm sensation with my body though since it had been made of scrap. What a shame though.