Fairytales are just for kids and prince charming is just an expression but in my case, it was a little different. I used to think that Cinderalla was just an old bedtime story and Prince charming was just an illusion to the real world but I was wrong. Every one of us is a Cinderalla and we have our own Prince Charming. True as it might for some people but for me I started to think that we can make our own fairytale.

In my story, I started as an ordinary girl, living in a surrey of trees, mountains and wild flowers. Life was beautiful and fun. Though I was the only girl in the family I was never treated like a princess although I can tell that I am an apple of the eye. Sometimes, I get what I want but most of the times no! I’ve got friends but only a few and my relatives were so distant that resulted to me playing alone with my one and only baby doll. That happens to be my world.

In a distant world, seemingly similar to mine, he was out there with many friends and a life completely different of mine. He was pampered with material things. He always gets his way and is living a life that everyone else’s would crave to have. He’s life is colorful and full of lovely story to tell. He was treated like a Prince and yes he is a Prince. That happens to his world.

Destiny touches the light of the sun and brings the different worlds in one. That was when we meet. He appears to be an ordinary guy wandering around the corners of the high school. He was always smiling and everywhere I go he seemed to be so famous and known. He has a lot of friends while I got only a few. Everyone else’s seemed to like him well, except for a few that includes me. I find him boisterous, irritating and disgusting. What can I do? I am more of a serious type who is always aiming to get things done before the day ends. That happens during 4^th year high.

We graduated high school but nothing seems unusual. I had my home vacation which has been going on ever since because I do not get to travel a lot. God knows what kind of vacation he had; it’s probably different than mine. I did my own stuff and prepare for the college dream. My entrance exam in that prestigious school was fantastic and I qualified for my chosen degree. Who knows about us bumping in a new place again and for heaven’s sake we are block mates and to make the long story short, we became inseparable. That happens during the first year in the university.

Life has always been unpredictable. The distance that we have during high school was just the same of how close we are during our university even though he had transferred to another school. We still talk and see each other without even thinking the length of time that we have spent. He was supportive and would occasionally pop-up in my house for a visit. It was most likely a casual and deep friendship. That happens when I decided to get to know him.

We embarked on a very deep friendship where we got to talk anything under the sun including our individual secrets and slowly got the chance to meet members of our families. We felt a deep sense of comfort from each other until one time a notice was sent to my inbox revealing the truth about him. I was upset, I didn’t know what to do and words were just evasive. It suddenly made me realize that I do not really know him at all and I decided to walk away. That happens when History Advocate Reveals a Top Secret.

A lot of things happened following that event. I keep the disappointment inside of me but he rather became more casual and caring. I thought friendship would never be the same but he intended to keep it on where it started. Eventually things subdued and I began to accept the fact that we are both different but we are one in heart. Things became clearer between the two of us until such time his heart learned to beat another tone. To make the long story short he proposed his love and I accepted it but it was not as easy more than you think it is. That happens when we fell in love.

There were so many things that I have to learn along the way. I have to keep the pain alone every time he has to leave because I am not allowed to go with him nor even to know where he is as well as when he will leave. Not only that, I have to keep wandering around thinking… Is he still coming back? Am I still going to see him? Will he still remember and keep true to his promise? How long will he be gone? That happens a lot of time.

When it comes to the matter of his upbringing, I wasn’t needed. I am not even important to be there even if he too is hurting. The most painful is, I need to endure the pain of not talking to him even with the highest form of technology that we have. The contact is heavily broken. My feelings do not matter and I am no one in his world. It hurts a lot but I have to take the fact that my heart will not be considered there even if how painful I feel. I care and I love who he is but I may never have the chance to know his upbringing and experience his life the same way he experienced mine. I have to wake up and stay where I am because History Advocate Reveals A top secret will make not it happened.