It's all fun and games when you're young. Running around in the snow, waking up to a Christmas full of presents or a coin under your pillow. Nobody cares that you believe. It's cute, it's innocent, it'll go away. Except when it doesn't. That's my story. I'm that one who went crazy, the Not-A-Girl-Anymore who still believes. Because I can see them—and they don't care about me.