Shri was a girl with a heart full of dreams and mind that craved adventure. From a young age, she found joy in the pages of books, where she could be anyone and go anywhere. The real world was different story. In her world, people were unpredictable. She had always been someone who believed in the goodness of others. She trusted easily, hoping that kindness would be met with kindness in return. But time and time again, her trust was shattered.

      There were friends who promised to stand by her but vanished when she needed them  most. There were whispers behind her back from those she thought would never hurt her. These betrayals cut deep, leaving scars on her heart. Shri tried to be strong, to brush off  the hurt, but each disappointment weighed heavier than the last. It became harder for her to distinguish between who was genuine and who would only bring more pain.

         As the days passed , Shri found herself retreating more and more into the world of books. The stories offered her an escape, a sanctuary where  she could forget about the broken promises and the hash realities of life. In the pages of book, she could lose herself in magical lands, where good always triumphed over evil and where friendships were unbreakable. She could be a brave warrior, a wise sorceress or a fearless adventurer - whatever the story called for.

      Books became her solace, her comfort. In them, she found characters who would never betray her, worlds that were always waiting to welcome her back. She didn't have to worry about the complexities of human relationships or the sting of broken trust. In the world of books, everything was simpler, more beautiful and  most importantly safer.

     Shri began to spend more and more time in her room, curled up with a book. The outside world seemed less appealing with each passing day. Why bother with reality, where pain was always lurking around the corner. When she should dive into a world where she had control?. In the world of books, she could escape even if just for a little while.

      Shri knew she was hiding, that she was choosing to escape rather than face the world. But the truth was, she didn't care. The world had been too harsh and she wasn't ready to risk her heart again. In her books, she found a place where she could be herself without fear of getting hurt.