A Love Story Starts
So this is me in a nutshell: I'm 16, in a relationship, and in love. But the catch is, I'm not in love with the guy I'm supposed to be. He's sweet and all, but he isn't right for me. He isn't wild or adventurous enough. I need a little life. My whole world turned around when he and I were transported to a new world. I have no clue where we are. We've been here for a few months now, and all I can gather is that he and I are important. Everyone we see stops to bow at us, and I don't know why. I stay in the house most days. I'm too scared to go outside. I refuse to interact with people until I find out while we're here. I'll let him go poking around. And no, I'm not going to tell you his name.
Music completes me in a way that nothing else ever will. It saves me every day, gives my life purpose, and defines who I am.