<span style="color: #ff99cc">"It's not a matter of one being fake or more real, it's just another world that will exist separately and end separately." </span>She nodded and pulled her hood back up.<span style="color: #ff99cc">"Yes, it's torture seeing Anna so close but knowing I can't touch her. Like I told her, I don't see the world with my eyes so I can't look at her and know she's not my mother... Every fiber of my being is screaming at me to hold her and never let go. My Anna- we got into a fight and I stormed off after saying things I shouldn't have... Now she'll never know what happened to me." </span>She looked down and sighed sadly.<span style="color: #ff99cc"> "I understand. I'll do what I can to be useful around the house until I can figure out what I'm going to do."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>