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Destruction is a part of reality.

All my life had been a fairytale, until reality kicked in.

The ones with the evil eyes who I had to convince that I was the princess they had to protect with the costs of their lives.

And the ones who loved me were the royal family.

The humans were the peasants.

Jacob was my Prince Charming and Hannah was the little princess, born in the tiny kingdom.

Typical fairytale.

One night I wondered what would have happened if I hadn't been born. I tried to imagine it. And I couldn't.

Was this a sign from God that I had to keep going?

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