I was a happy kid for the most part of my childhood, naive, with dreams and hopes that would never come true, you know, those dreams of becoming a princess with a happy ever after, we've all had it, even tough you probably don't like to admit it, even if you dreamed of being a pirate with a mighty big old ship, or a shining armour knight that kills and slays monsters and dragons, we all as kids wished for a happy ever after, some of us still dream about it... But I don't, I dived right into reality in my early teenage years. My name is Coraline Arrow, I'm 17 years old and I'm about to tell you my story...

When I was a kid, like a said, I was happy, living in my own little world without a care in the world, I've never had any friends in my childhood, so later on, I had trouble with social events since I had always a strange feeling that I was judged at all times, I had to be perfect in my mind, with ridiculous standards at all times, weird right? Nobody implied that I had to be perfetct, but myself.

My dad never was at home and when he was, he was always yelling at me, unleashing his stress uppon me, calling me ugly names... That afected a lot my self esteem. I felt like I was worthless, that I didn't deserve to have all these priveliages that I have, all of that at a young age.

My first day in kindergarten, I was nervous, heart pounding, sweaty hands, I never had to deal with social interaction, but there I was, craving it sitting under a tree looking at my fellow classmates playing, I wanted to play with them, but I couldn't... what if I wasn't good enough? what if I wasn't pretty enough? Or friendly? I stayed in my corner alone with my toughts. 

Several years after, still haven't made a single true friend, of course I had people who I played with ocasionally but not a real friend. Of course I shouldn't even know the meaning of a real friend of that of young age, but I deep down did, deep down, I knew that none of those kids would ever support me in any way. 

One day I had a presentation where I had to speak out loud in front of my class, I was terrified, what if my speech wasn't good enough? Before class I unleashed my deep down fears to my mother in frustration and tears, I didnt want to do the presentation and it wasn't because I was lazy. There was more than that to it...