Margo Marie Marzzoni was not your typical little girl. Although to an outsider, Margo may have seemed like a normal child, what they did not know was that Margo had an imagination. Yes, she may have lived in a regular house on a street that looked like any other neighborhood, but to Margo, her house was her castle. It may appear that she had a mother and a father, but in Margo's mind, they were stewards, jailors, handmaidens, conquering rivals, capturers, and sandwich makers during lunchtime. Even her cute and strangely wiggled-eyed dog was in actuality a ferocious lion, her personal guard,...