Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time, there was a girl. It’s a typical beginning, nothing special. Although stereotypically speaking, in cases such as these (with the beginning, as it is), the plot would be much more simplified. It could be about an innocent child, an ignorant father… evil relations. All of which get their reward, good or bad, in the end. Or perhaps, a beautiful girl locked in a tower, with hair so long her beau can visit her by means of climbing it. In the end good always triumphs over evil, the enemies always pay for the trouble they’ve caused, and the end justifies the means. It’s a pity life isn’t a fairytale. This girl was the same as any other girl. She wanted to fit in, she wanted to feel loved. Like so many before us, she gave into the traps created to make us fail. You could be this girl. It doesn’t matter who you are, how perfect your life is, how strong or determined you are. You can always change or be changed, succeed or fail. It’s a pity life ruins our innocence. It’s a pity that we aren’t locked in a tower, protected from the world, and all the sadness it brings. The saddest part is that this story did start off like a fairy tale. We were innocent. We were beautiful. Living in this confusing world, can we regain our innocence, remember our dreams once had? Recapture our very souls?