描述
I am special. My mother always told me this. My voice has power. From the moment I could, I sang. The songs I sang had power. That is how I came to be here in this small, gray cell. Now I am mute. I cannot sing or even talk. I try and there is nothing. I don't know what they have given me or done to me for this to happen. Singing is magic. Singing makes things happen. It can change your way of thinking; it makes you smile, laugh, or weep. For some, like me, singing is life. For some, like me, singing brings death.