Part One The sun, warm, but not hot, kisses my face as I look up into the clear blue sky. There is life all around me. There is joy everywhere, or so I am told. The birds sing their morning song as the sun peaks over the easterly horizon. A day that could be filled with joy and laughter, or sorrow and pain. There is joy all around me, there is laughter everywhere, but I hear none. I am numb. No one knows the pain I feel. No one cares about the pain I feel throughout my monotonous day. How could they, I smile everyday. “Smiley” is my name…