I used to be a normal girl. I used to be a good girl, copied straight from the textbook. I was a socal butterfly blossoming in 6th grade. I liked shopping, reading, poetry, math and walking. I walked because i wanted freedom so i never cared where i went because i had always independent. Walking was the one thing that actually made me happy. I walked to school, the park, old buildings, random meadows, even to the woods. I was a normal girl, until that one day. It was everything and nothing, simswearple yet complicated. Everything changed one that day i walked down that beaten flower path, and this is how it all started.