Chapter one
"I decided to write this story to tell everyone that true love really exists, that in life there's always a hope to fight for, that no matter if you feel alone cause behind you there's an angel to protect you and cheer you up when everything is going bad, I decided to write the story of my life!". With these words Stephanie started to write her diary, she was a pretty wise girl, everyone who knew her said there was so many wisdom and calm in her that she seemed to come from an unknown world, her face was innocent like a babe's face but under her glasses beautiful brown eyes, which felt many pain and cried a lot, where hidden carefully. The idea of writing a diary came in her mind during an autumn morning, the rain fell down thickly like the thoughts in her mind and the house smelt of violets like the fragrance of her memories. When she was just a kid her grandmother was usual to give her violets, she said that violets were the flowers of the thoughts, in her house they should never be missing cause without them she felt her grandmother away from her and she wouldn't feel so cause from the moment when she died her grandmother was her ray of light and Stephanie promised her that in her house there would be always violets.