Somewhere between heaven and hell, there she was, just a lost girl, sad blue eyes and bushy hair. Not too clever, not to pretty. Not too much, not too less. Just living day by day, wondering about her fate, hopping every day for something to change. -It can not be just this. There must be something else-. And she waits and waits. Nothing happen. Nothing changes. She kept moving always searching. But fate, her fate, always ran away. And then one day she realised. -It is just this. There is nothing else.
