I was only eight years old. Kids dream about their happy endings, going to prom, getting married, losing their virginity to the one they will fall in love with, having children, see their children get married, having a family of their own and living happily ever after. As Kids dream of their happy endings they realize that the world is not what they dreamed and dreams don't come true. Dreams were the one thing to never be taken away but as time progressed things changed to the worst. All dreams crushed and the helplessness to do anything but think about the world negatively is a result. As children loose hope, all that is left is fear, which soon turns into their nightmares.