HI this is one of the very rare occasions in which Im writing not about a complaint, school, friends, or J.P., this article thing is just about a yearning that I have.

I have always wanted to live in a story. When I was a little I used reading as a form of escape. all I wanted was to have a magical life like the people in the stories. Why cant it be that way. I dont like it. There are no dreams that come true are there? and when they do come true people find that they dont want to live the life that they used to want to live. Understand what I mean?

I guess I like the idea that when I get tired of stories I can always get out of it. But in real life you cant. I dont like that idea either. I'd just rather live in my little world till the day I die. Problem with that is that people cant really live in their own worlds.