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I ask you now to leave yourself impartial to this story, because it is amazingly sad, and should be taken with utmost sincere seriosity.

That day was one like no other. But Ill tell you about that later. I always used to think, HEY, GET ON WITH THE STORY, when people started talking about their lives before hand. So Ill make this quick. Because I and have never so done. So basically I grew up in a pretty standard town with some average parents. My mum was a doctor. She had brown hair, brown eyes, and a very woman-like face. My Dad was an normal, standard stay at home day, and very dad-like looks. I was an standard kid, except I knew I was different from the day I was born. I grew up in an abode called Gimivachi, which was a city in the mountains on the edge of a valley, next to a rushing stream of still, sapphire water.

Forgive me for my impoliteness. My name is Vijalogovigak Mibubovu, but you can just call me Vijvu.

That day. THAT day in particular. Was the one that changed my life forever. You see, we can't change our desteny. It's set in stone. Like the stones that lay at the bottom of the sapphire river, getting read for the long ride down. We can move our destiny to a new place, but we cannot change it. We can NEVER change our desteny.

I was very grown up for my age. I looked into the river at my reflection and thought about the desteny laying before me. I looked into my own eyes, like green orbs. I felt it was like looking into the eyes of an angel singing as it was falling from heaven as the rain fell all around it and earth lay below. I was pretty, but not too pretty. I had to into thoughts ran pings. People saw me as standard, but when they looked close enough they would see that i was beautiful, strong, fragile, like an angel. My green eyes looked at the water, all while i thought about and trees. When I got home, that day, my mother, who never greeted me, stood at the door. She was crying, her tears where like diamonds, bleakness beyond all meloncholonial compare.

'Mum!' I exclaimed. 'What's wrong?'

'I'm sorry Vijvu,' she cried.

'Mum,' I gasped. I can already feel despondency swalling all me. beyond the horizon, the empyrian was blue, but in my intestines, I felt like... like I would never see such a beautiful sky again. My heart was quiet, tranquil, still, but dark. darker than anything else. 'Mum, tell me.' I demanded. 'Tell me!' I screamed. 'You always hide things from me, all my life. You say you want to protect me because you know what's best, but you don't! You never know, what's best! Now tell me!'

I feel the guilt wellying side me, at the same time i was happy that I'd said what i'd been longing to say all my life, and still nervous because she was crying.

'You want to know the truth, you can't handle the truth!'

'It's your dad,' she wept. 'He left.'

Oh no! Not my Dad!

Grief struck me like a bolt of lightening. I felt like I'd just been electracuted. I knew, that was my desteny. So long as my dad was gone, I would never be happy again.

You may feel sorry for me, but don't, because if you really felt what I felt you would die.

I was so sad that i fell down and hit the ground with a loud THUD and hit my head on the side of the house.

The pain was so bad i passed out.

'Mum,' I gasped. 'If anything ever happens to me... go on without me.' Before I fainted.

Then I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock.

I was so glad, because it had all been a dream... O was it?