As a little girl I watched many, many fantasy filled films, like for example Cinderella. I sang along to those sappy songs all day long whilst sitting in daddy's lap. And he too sang along with me, in his silly high pitched voice.
Now as I am older, and fairytales no longer exist to in my world, he says it is time to grow up. It is time to forget about the fantasy world, the one I try so hard to keep a firm grasp too.
Now my fairytales are no longer there. No more happy little me, no more silly high pitched voice, no more singing or happiness. The relationship with fairytales, I once had has disappeared. As has mine and his relationship. Everything gone in a flash.
~me.
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