Secrets and Truths: PrologueShe stared nervously down the dark hallway. Her pale hands clenched in sweaty balls as her greasy red hair strayed in a mess around her head. Her green-blue eyes blinked back the fear as she sighed and took a step. "Here we go."
Perfect.What makes life perfect?Having the cutest boy? Best hairstyle or colour?The 'Perfect parents that give you what you want?Or is it the body type?In this world, people are judged.As is the natural tendency of man to judge one another.No matter how hard we try to control our thoughts, we always think about other people.Whether it be good or something bad."Oooh, her outfit's cute!""Oh my gosh, he's ugly."But what determines the thought of someone's life being perfect?I will be the first to admit: I am in no way perfect.I can be bossy, I talk a LOT, I think bad things about myself (who doesn't at times??) and I don't get along with my brother/sometimes parentsYes, I am extremely lucky to have a wonderful and amazing family by my side, ready to help me accomplish anything I need or want to, but they are not perfect either.In my life I've made several mistakes.Many, in fact.But thankfully, I've never made a mistake I haven't forgiven myself for.Life is full of choices.If it