The Fight between Good and Evil

From the time I was a child, I had this feeling that there was a powerful force or magic that prevented thieves and people with bad intentions from entering our land. But of course, at that time, the “little” ---as my Mom called me at that time---me did not really think about it that much because: 1. There was one main distraction that prevented kids like me from thinking about adult stuff like that— magic. Our whole area was made of magic and illusions. That might be obvious in the name of our land: The Marvelously Magical More, or “The 3M”— where anything and everything is possible. 2. The only work I had then was to play and have fun and be free. I did not know what people were going through and what it felt like to be in danger. I was so disconnected from the world that I had nothing to do with what was going on. I had the best childhood anyone could ever think or ask for. Independent, unrelated, unreliable, happy and everything you could use to describe an I-am-in-my-own-world type of a girl. I thought that I would have the same happiness and freedom as a teen and an adult. I was wrong.