Helen thinks I'm a poor.. But why? Only 'cause I never had a father - only stepfather. But a love him. More than my real father... I do not hate my real father - I just ignore him like he ignores me. So, everyone have his own way, own road in life. Life is wonderful - no matter what they say - yes, I'm crazy, mad girl, yes, I'm like a fool - I love my life. But I do not want to listen them - they don't understand me. They don't want to belive in fairy-tales, they don't belive in love. And I wanna belive. I belive him. I do not lie.. not only to him - but to rest people too. "cause he don't lies and he don't wan't me to lie & I would't.