She's one of the Forgotten, a shell of a person she's a part of, but will never be.

A nobody, not allowed to experience the joys of having a heart.

She's the other side of the mirror, just a reflection.

She watches, the only thing she can ever do, through someone else's eyes. This girl, her

Other, doesn't even enjoy her life. She wants excitement and adventure. And the Nobody is angry because this girl should happy she has an actual life to begin with.

The Nobody can't do anything. And it makes her so mad. (mad? oh, that's silly. you can't feel to begin with.)

So she screams and screams and screams.
But no one hears her.
She will never be heard.
She is forgotten.