Hi, my name is June. Not really but, that is what everyone calls me. A few years ago I was almost....normal. Weird right? To think that there is such thing as being normal is odd, in my opinion. Yet, I was. I was normal, compared to now.
Today I own a shop. Kind of like a pet shop but, I only have dragons. They aren't big and scary. You can't get an egg and hatch one. No, just little tiny dragons about the size of a husky puppy. They don't get much bigger, and you can only own one that is at least a year old.
They're just the sweetest things to be honest. They aren't mean, they don't breathe fire, and I can guarantee that they won't eat you. I swear. Also, they are cute and cuddly. They like to sit on your shoulders too.
I guess I should tell you the story of how I got here. It's kind of an important part. Well, from the beginning.
