When I was 6 years old my grandmother told me a story that in the deep enchanted forest there lies a portal to another world of unknown origin and can only be seen by the naked eye of someone who truly believes in them selves or has given up on life, but there is only one way out and it is to open the portal to your world after completing your challenge, but most people who've gone into it have never come back out.
That's what my grandma would always tell me when I was a kid. Now that I'm 17 and live in my own place things have been...okay. My grandmother died 10 years ago and I still wish she was here to see how much I've grown and who've I become. Maybe if she didn't die I wouldn't have had become the way I am.
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