Upon waking from your dream of the trail and the mansion, you turn from your position in your bed and make so you're lying on your back - facing up at the ceiling.
"I wonder who JM is..." You mumble to yourself before passing off the fact it was just a dream. Obviously JM wasn't real - else you would recognise the name... right?
This would be yet another day you'd spend alone and bored in your bedroom - only seeing another human being when your step mother sends you up some food to keep you going and then again when she returns to take the plates and glasses from you. The life you lead is beginning to rile you up with a longing that lurks deep in the pit of your stomache. A longing for excitement, adventure and maybe even a little bit of evil.
You get out of your bed sleepily and scramble toward the window - gazing out of it again at the river and at all the trees surrounding your home. Sometimes you wished there were a tiny fantasy world by the trees, inhabited by fairies or something. Anything that could be found and explored - you thought of it and relished in the idea. After your dream of the breadcrumb trail, you believed in the ideas of fairytales a little bit more than you'd like to admit to yourself. It gave you just that little hint of excitement you began longing for.
"I really do wish my life could be like the fairytales..." You utter, almost as if you were speaking to the window like it could reply to you and instantly grant you the wish. Though that was a silly idea. With those words said, you carried on with yet another day - only really getting up to eat something and have a quick drink. You stayed in bed for the most of the day - thinking over your fairytale ideas, imagining being a Princess like JM called you in the dream. If only.