When I was younger, oh how I wish I was younger, I dreamed of a perfect life, but however as I turned 12, I had relised that life cannot be perfect, there is a reason why I am writing this, but you were to ask me I wouldn't tell, I'm sorry to say, the only things I have truly learnt in my living years are, all Good things must come to an end and that no matter how bad you want things to happen, you have to face the crul reality that some things only happen in a Perfect World.
This will be realised in chapters.
