Chapter One: Fairytales

Fairytales. Something I’ve always craved to live out. Even the word sounds like something unaffordable. It sounds expensive, probably because it is. Living a perfect life comes at a price, and I guess I didn’t realize that sometimes life isn’t going to be perfect. Not forever.

I guess we all try to pretend that life will eventually be perfect as we get older, but it's a big tangled-up, disappointing mess. Eventually, all our fantasies, even the darkest secrets and feelings we refuse to face, spill into people's minds, only to be stabbed by reality.

Fairytales don’t exist.

A perfect love. A perfect life. It was all useless lies I was taught as a child. But what upsets me is the fact that until something really rocked my world, I hadn’t really thought about how much a decision could impact a life. At least, not until I had to chose between a fairytale and living my life.