Timothy Knight was a 9 year old boy who was loved by everyone. He had a big imagination full of fairies and Kings and with beautiful Princesses. He loved climbing trees so high up the sky. He would close his ocean blue eyes and imagine he could fly. He would swim in the river. With his friends. And when it was bed time he would go far beyond his wildest dreams. As day's turned into years. Timothy got bigger and handsome. But one day Timothy felt sick. He didn't put some thought into it because he thought it will get better. But little did he know. It was no odenery sickness.