I thought i was too self satisfied..i thought my life couldn't get worse than what it was...I was happy with my tragic self pitying self...i took loving parents,doting siblings and crazy friends for granted...i was a loner in the crowd..i heard myself sighh every time I was happy about something..then along came the pied piper...he didn't have his flute yet I heard his song...I lost my sensibility..I lost my worldly likes and dislikes...I was in a daze..weeks passed..months seemed too long..then he drove me to the edge and disappeared..as i did the free fall glimpses of my life flashed before my eyes...i was meant to be a happy girl in a pink pinafore with pigtails staring at the magician taking out the cute bunny from his black top hat..i was clutching onto my father's white shirt as he took me for my first day in school...i was singing along my favourite nursery rhymes with my mother as she hung the clothes on the line,,,i was flying colourful kites in my brother's arms...I love the smell of freshly baked vanilla cake..I get tensed when I play musical chairs at birthday parties..i giggle every time the hero kisses the damsel in distress...I dance every time they play rock n roll..I stay awake all night thinking about the cute boy who helped me take out the book from the top shelf in the library...I wait in line for the first show of hugh grant's next romantic comedy..love his blue eyes...I love to be in love...I get hurt yet i love the people i'm no longer with..I am supposed to be a happy girl in a pink pinafore....