My fantasy world make me who I am today.
Just finish reading a book entitled "Handle With Care". This time around,I read a book that ends differently. Usually,I closed a book that I finished reading with a smile plaster on my face. But this time,I closed a book without a smile but tears. Willow,who got a disease called Osteogenesis Imperfecta,finally touch happiness,all her problems solved,her sister who is bulimic and always cut finally change into herself again,her parents who always fought,finally stop,her father who wanted a divorce,finally change his mind,her family who almost tearing up,finally gather again,but than something bad happened to Willow,and Willow was dead. Imagine?
My point was,even books doesn't end with a happy ending. Just like life. Happy endings are not guaranteed,so live to the fullest.
