She wasn't born cool for the summer, so they locked her up in the basement thinking she would rot there. How wrong they were when they found out that she lived a secret life down there... and what a life! Oh, I forgot to introduce her to you. Her name is Poot. INTRODUCTION VIDEO BY THE AUTHOR: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mtYdReP7xnU

Trust is like a paper, once crumpled; it'll never be the same ever again.

He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.