I am five years old; I’ve been five for 10 years and I will probably be five forever. Everyone calls me the one Forever Five. They don’t know how much that hurts because they will all grow up and move on while I’ll be stuck here doing the same things day in and day out for eternity. That is until a new boy with curly hair and bright green eyes joins us up here and I find that forever might not be that long… but then I find out that I’m going back… I get a second chance. I’ve got 10 years to find my soul mate and get married; age 15 to age 25... But what if my soul mate is already gone because I’m pretty sure he already is and I know who he is… I now just have to find him somewhere in this world; 7 continents, 7 billion people and 10 years to find him or else I will be Forever Five, Forever Alone.