My name is Aqua. My folks named me after my birthstone, calling me their precious gem. I feel lost. A dark cloud of depression and hopelessness encapsulates every step I take and thought in my mind. The words of the people around me don't find purchase on my mind. It feels as though I'm adrift on a boat in a storm with no way to find home. Then again, maybe I have no home. I don't know who you are, nor if you're real. Perhaps all of this, my emotions, my pain, is all a figment of my imagination.