-Alice's pov-
I still have those dreams. Dreams of beautiful summers and playful winters. The vivid colours would wind round me in a dance of smell, sight and sounds. The world was my play place and my family were my companions on an epic adventure! I was lucky, I was allowed to run as far and as fast as I could and my family loved me. My mother and sister would play with me as I was growing up so I was never alone even when my father had to leave us for months on end. One day my family introduced me to the youngest of the Rozen family. He was a shy boy with a mop of blond hair on his head and clear blue eyes. He would visit about once a week and he always had something to show me, whether it was a new doll or a funny plant he had found. He liked to make dolls but he wasn't very good at first. That wouldn't stop him. He continued making more elaborate designs and ways of making the dolls move. We became good friends and eventually our parents wanted us to marry each other. At first it was a strange thought. He had only ever been a friend in my mind but when I met up with him next, I realised he had always been special to me. On my fourteenth birthday he proposed and we were married within the year. We were so happy together and our parents were pleased with the union. So everyone was happy… Until the demon came to visit. He had first appeared as a doctor's assistant with black hair and small funny shape glasses. The doctor had been telling me to brace myself in case it was bad news. I had been having black outs and strange pains in my chest. Rozen had been worried sick about me so he called in his family doctor. He was right to be worried. I was told I wouldn't live past twenty… I was eighteen when he told me this. The demon offered me a deal and I took it. I was desperate. The dream ends there and I wake up in this nightmare I call my "reality".