When you are a little girl, beeing a teenager seems like this big adventure you can't wait to begin. You imagine falling in love with the boy next door, getting a letter from Hogwarts, finding a hidden castle in the woods, and being a smart, brave main character of a book you never want to stop reading. Life is still full of potential. And you slowly grow up, turn thirteen, forteen, and you are still waiting for your first kiss after your prince has defeated the evil dragon that keeps you locked inside a tower. But the steering wheel is not in your hands - at least not the way you expected to. Nothing magical happens, because you go to school, and have many things to do, you are too busy with gossiping about classmates, you suddenly want to use makeup, wear fashionable clothes, and be someone you are not. Nobody tells you it's not right. This thing you cannot actually explain with words lingers there as you breath. And just before it has eaten you alive... you open your eyes to see that you are an adult now.