Prologue
I believe every soul in this world has a story, may it be dark or light. Some may classify my story as sad, some may take pity on me or some may think I overreacted, that they know me and that I made all of this up, well let me tell you the truth, you never get to truly know someone, you might believe you do yet it’s their lie ( the lie that they want to become or wish to be) what you truly know. I do not wish to tell my infants all of my secrets, or the secrets of life that I’ve learned on the way, way which was unfortunately sad, one might say, for they are too dark for them to bare, yet I shall find a balance to tell some of them. As for my story, I don’t get to decide what it is, or was, for the result may be biased. It’s up to you my dear readers to decide which answer it is. I’ll only tell you two things.
My name is Zaira Merrychase, and this is my story.
