{this story has strong language}

And how I hope to God she was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better
Than any girl you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of 
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me.

- Panic at The Disco, Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off. 

I lived in an old abandoned castle, the proud single tower with the spiralling stairs and the ivy running up the bricks. As a child, I'd always dreamt that my Prince Charming would come and swoop my away from this place - away from the troubles that constantly circled my mind, away from the locked door of my room and how it never opened - and most of all, away from my family and the hell that took place within it. My Prince would save me; but there was no prince, but a Princess instead. I'd lost her, and I'd lost my life. Without her, life was nothing. 

Jessica had lived life wondering about the freedom and beauty that was outside her window. Living in the rules of a strict religion, and under her parent's strict instructions was never easy. Being locked in the hell of her room wasn't easy either, and neither was the constant bullying at school. But she held through the pain, losing herself in her own imagination of her own little fairytale. Suddenly, a new girl arrives at school and befriends her. Jessica's life changes, and her fairytale becomes reality - but life isn't fair, and what you want isn't always what you get.