I was trapped. Trapped in Wonderland, in a Hateful Wonderland; people here seem lost, hopeless and angry. In a world where you can’t trust anyone, you learn how to survive, overcome difficulties alone. You learn how to fake smiles every damn day. You learn how to be a likable person for everyone. And that mask slowly became me.

In this Hateful Wonderland, this was the only thing to be happy. Happiness? I didn’t even know what that was. I thought that happiness was just something that comes from fairytales that were absolutely forbidden for children to read.

 We weren’t allowed to be happy in this rotten world.