For those who still have their inner child.

I was babysitting my niece Beth. I don't like kids, but my brother had important meeting and his wife, Hannah, was at her parent's house helping cleaning out the attic, so they could renovate the roof. Also, my brother offered to pay me. So I, freshly dating ice cram and pizza, agreed to babysit his little brat, that acted like...

He didn't believe she was dead. It felt too wrong to be true. It was like yesterday, he broke her heart.

Once upon a timme there was a princess, but it wasn't princess like those from Disney. She was the opposite of them. She didn't live in beautiful manor with her parents, maids and butlers. She lived in flat with her mother Nancy and cat Kurt named by the famous singer of her favorite band Nirvana.