The battle is finally over long battle between the private little world and the real world the real world won after all, the sensitive little artist girl found out that it was all imagination there are no friends, no boyfriend, there are no grand adventures it's all just stupid fantasy The only thing that really exists is a disabled girl who could not cope with the real world and built an imaginary world, where the tormentors could not come where she could be a hero Imaginary world, freedom and prison it has saved my life many times but soon it will have to go have to grow up, have to accept that the well-liked artist girl, things always happening to her is really just a frightened, ugly, fat, lonely girl who has too much imagination If I have to abandon the imaginary world, what then will be left of my life?