Fairy tales. This is the one where it has its knight in shining armor, where maybe pigs could fly, and it might as well be that hell freezes over. Anything can possibly happen here, like all those pixies, princesses, princes, and one hell of a castle; and it won't be complete without its destroyer; the villain, who happens to be a sick wicked witch or either Cinderalla's vicious stepmother, who gives out imprecation to anyone she can possibly loathe, maybe seek for a revenge, where it'll all be backfired in the end. And who knows, she'll end her life pathetically pitiful, and finally, she will be out of this freaking demented fairy tale once and for all. But sometimes a villain is just a princess who has not been rescued.

And then, there's the princess where it all has to be dressed up in gowns, heels, face caked with make-up, hair in a beautiful up-do, and of course, it won't finish the whole princess look without its tiara. And why of course, there has to be called a "prince", where it has to forfend and fight for his loved ones, clash for the one who dares to hurt her. And BOOM. Happily ever after. This kind of stories doesn't happen nor will exist in real life, 'cause it'll all comes crashing down to reality.That one word, seven letters.

Reality. I gotta admit that this world is really confusing. Look at all those employees getting scolded by their managers just for making one such petty mistake just for messing up something they didn't mean to. My point is, you easily get hate for one small matter and get judged by others without knowing the real situation. Just assuming and making up things as always. Yes, fluky things like those in fiction can happen, but it'll all be messed up once again; happily ever after will be tormented and hopes and dreams will be shattered. Who would want that to happen? Cause this world isn't, and far away from perfect. I bet all of us mostly wanted to live in a fantasy, be a figment of something worth imagining. Cause in those storybooks, characters might go through hardships but it'll all be perfect in the end, and that doesn't exist in real life. There's nothing perfect in this world, cause even the universe isn't perfectly perfect.

It's really nice to live inside a dream but reality is there waiting for you to wake up in your peaceful slumber.Now that I've said it, I now understand why Peter Pan didn't want to grow up. Look at where we are right now, we're not inside a castle, we're not  in a garden full of fairies. We are here right now standing and facing reality. Deep down, I wished that life could be as simple as a fairy tale: Once upon a time. Happily ever after, then the end.