Well the thing about me is… all those seemingly scary things never really scared me. It’s like I was born wrapped inside a thick and sticky layer of infinite numbness.
Pain never meant anything. Death was never a threat to my existence.
So what am I, then? Where do I belong? Where does Dareen belong? Does she really belong somewhere? Or was her existence here just some sort of an accident?
One of the scariest feelings in life is when you realize you aren’t afraid to die. You don’t look when you cross the...