But I am not a doll anymore. I am a human, a soul, and I know that Mother and father see this as a youthful rebellion, and perhaps that is how it began. But is has become so much more. It has become my desire to live. To really live. I want to matter to this world. I want to be a person worth loving. And I want to choose who I love. I want to be free. I find I no longer care about frills or fancy. I want to feel, I want to matter. I don’t care about the money the way father does. I feel that if he could see the world for what it really is he would see that none of it matters, his business, his money. Every material thing he has is worthless. Suddenly I realize we are the poorest people in this world.
— Genna Oryn