Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Free:Little Princess


Once upon a time, there was a beautiful little girl. Her golden hair shined in the sun, her blue eyes sparkled like the night stars, and her smile could light up an entire room. All the rulers of Genovia thought she would make a wonderful Queen when she grew old enough. Although she was very well mannered and received a great amount of approval from the higher royalty, she was very unhappy.
She grew up in the great walls of the protected kingdom. She was home schooled by her servants, she never played sports with the other children, or did anything outside of the great walls by herself. Her father, King Renaldi, and her mother, Queen Thermopolis, were very popular, so the visited the weekly town market and the little princess always accompanied them. They sat at the center The towns people gathered together every Sunday to sell their crops, clothes, or other goods. Many children came and played games together while their parents worked. The little princess was always very eager to escape the guards and run and play with the other little children. The guards always caught her and she was forced to stay close to her parents. Every time she was captured by the guards and returned to her parents they would say: “Oh my silly little princess, you are to precious to leave our site.” This made the little princess more and more angry, every time she heard it.  As years went by, the princess was no longer little and a lot more rebellious.
One night the princess decided it was time to escape and go to the grand party all the towns teens were talking about at the last market. Once her parents and most of the guards went to bed, she quietly climbed the vines outside of her window and escaped. She was finally free to explore all by herself! Luckily for the princess, she did not encounter any problems on her journey to the party. When she finally arrived, she was quickly recognized. You would think that she would be quickly be surrounded by a group of people, but it was just the opposite. The princess was the outcast; no one talked to her because she just was not a normal teenager. While the princess was moping in the corner about what was supposed to be a spectacular night, she was tapped on the shoulder by....

2 comments:

  1. This is great! You should see how many people reposted about your story...

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  2. mehh. love you. and your nice princess post.

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