
My name is Sorrow McGuire. I live inside a very sad and ironically named girl, Joy. We do not know who is whose alter ego, just that we are.
We are the same yet we are very different. I am left-handed, she right-handed. This causes some confusion, but we get by. She is the one who goes to work, interacts, laughs, converses, and otherwise functions like a normal human being. I am the one who wrestles with demons. I am the one who writes.
Her stories are my stories, and while she prefers to forget, I can not. I need expiation. I need to rid my consciousness of these stories and make them tangible, in the hopes that our ghosts and demons may finally be laid to rest, and that we, she and I, may finally be able to live.