• Inside, my soul became so cold I hated everything. I even despised the sun, for I knew I would never be able to play in its warm presence. I cringed with hate whenever I heard other children laughing, as they played outside. My stomach coiled whenever I smelled food that was about to be served to somebody else, knowing it wasn't for me.

    Dave Pelzer (1993). “A Child Called It: One Child's Courage to Survive”, p.133, Health Communications, Inc.