(This is my first story, don't expect it to be good, I'm just trying to see what I'm capable of as a very armature writer :rainbowlaugh:)
You are a human who felt earth was a place only wadding deeper in the problems it's made for itself. No matter where you went, life just wasn't the story of butterflies and cupcakes everyone said it was. You were a foster child, and the only thing that kept you sane anymore was the thought of someplace better.
You are not sure if where you went is better or worse but that's only half the fun, … right?