This is a semi-fictional story about a girl named Diana. She is what you call heaven on earth. She has a white complection with blonde hair and Hazel eyes. An angel, a bird a princess, oh! How can I describe such beauty. Such a soft skin, her sweet caress, that pinkish hue on her cheeks, is she a girl or a soft feathery pillow – well you tell me. I'm just lost in translation. She is 17 by the way, so you can't call her anything offensive, well let me tell you, you shouldn't. To be in her presence is like being surrounded by an angel.