She's uncertain of herself around people. Doesn't matter because she accepted her awkward pose; her silent nature. A daisy goes unnoticed in a field of full bloomed roses with their sweet intoxicating scent. She keeps it simple. Natural, where glitter and makeup never found itself caked onto her face. The characters in the pile of books she read are her best and closest friends. There in the peace of her quiet room, she unwinds and sink deep into a virtual world of heroes, queens, and castles. But it's time to burn down the castle now. It was all a lie. So she holds her breathe, lights the match on a cold hard brick and drops the little flame. We watched it burn together until only ashes remained of her happily ever afters.. The cold hard brick in her little hands is a reminder of the cold hard reality she will face now. Who knows what lays ahead but one thing is for certain, the only thing she can do now is keep breathing.