There once lived a princess named Eleanor. She was a very beautiful and intelligent young girl. Yet, she was unhappy.
Everybody kept telling her, that she had everything she could’ve ever needed или wanted: the beauty, the brains, the fortune and a young, mighty prince to whom she was supposed to get married to. And they were right. In theory, the young princess’ life seemed perfect. But in reality, it was far from it.
The princess felt alone and scared, even when she was surrounded by people and was completely safe. And her prince. He didn’t make her happy. But not because he didn’t try. He simply couldn’t. She didn’t Любовь him. She loved someone else. Someone kind, warmhearted, beautiful and also a royalty, therefore their Любовь seemed acceptable. However, it was not.
On her wedding день the princess cried and cried, until she had no еще tears left. Her pain seemed unbearable, her сердце was ripping into two. As her maid opened the door and told her:
“Miss, we’ll have to start soon.”
Princess answered:
“Just give me one еще секунда to breathe one last breath.”
The maid nodded and closed the door. As soon as she did so, the princess opened up the nearest window and before she knew it, she was climbing out the window and running towards the woods. To hide in the arms and the darkness of trees.
What was she doing? She wasn’t sure. But she knew she had to get out. She had to be able to breathe. She had to be free. With the one person she truly loved.
There are lots of theories on how the princess’ life has turned out. Some say that she has been found by her father, the King, and killed, for the shame that she has brought over their kingdom. Some say that she has received the punishment of the Gods, fell ill and died only a few weeks after the hiding.
But those, who know the real princess, know the real story. The story of the forbidden Любовь and happy, long life that the princess has lived with her only, real, true love: Princess Annabelle.
The forbidden Любовь between the two princesses. Yes, it was talked of. Yes, it was judged. And yes, it was highly frowned upon. But the talks, judgments and frowns didn’t reach the princesses ears, minds или hearts. They were protected. Protected from all of it, by happiness, freedom, joy and lightness that they felt. They didn’t care about what anybody else thought, because for them, there wasn’t anybody else, but them. For the first time in years, they were able to breathe again.
They loved each other. And that’s all that mattered.
THE END
Everybody kept telling her, that she had everything she could’ve ever needed или wanted: the beauty, the brains, the fortune and a young, mighty prince to whom she was supposed to get married to. And they were right. In theory, the young princess’ life seemed perfect. But in reality, it was far from it.
The princess felt alone and scared, even when she was surrounded by people and was completely safe. And her prince. He didn’t make her happy. But not because he didn’t try. He simply couldn’t. She didn’t Любовь him. She loved someone else. Someone kind, warmhearted, beautiful and also a royalty, therefore their Любовь seemed acceptable. However, it was not.
On her wedding день the princess cried and cried, until she had no еще tears left. Her pain seemed unbearable, her сердце was ripping into two. As her maid opened the door and told her:
“Miss, we’ll have to start soon.”
Princess answered:
“Just give me one еще секунда to breathe one last breath.”
The maid nodded and closed the door. As soon as she did so, the princess opened up the nearest window and before she knew it, she was climbing out the window and running towards the woods. To hide in the arms and the darkness of trees.
What was she doing? She wasn’t sure. But she knew she had to get out. She had to be able to breathe. She had to be free. With the one person she truly loved.
There are lots of theories on how the princess’ life has turned out. Some say that she has been found by her father, the King, and killed, for the shame that she has brought over their kingdom. Some say that she has received the punishment of the Gods, fell ill and died only a few weeks after the hiding.
But those, who know the real princess, know the real story. The story of the forbidden Любовь and happy, long life that the princess has lived with her only, real, true love: Princess Annabelle.
The forbidden Любовь between the two princesses. Yes, it was talked of. Yes, it was judged. And yes, it was highly frowned upon. But the talks, judgments and frowns didn’t reach the princesses ears, minds или hearts. They were protected. Protected from all of it, by happiness, freedom, joy and lightness that they felt. They didn’t care about what anybody else thought, because for them, there wasn’t anybody else, but them. For the first time in years, they were able to breathe again.
They loved each other. And that’s all that mattered.
THE END
I sat alone.
No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.
I sat alone.
In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.
I sat alone.
I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.
I sat alone.
No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.
I sat alone.
Surrounded by my thoughts, but no people. By my words, but no friends.
I sat alone.
Until a girl came and sat by me.
I sat with a girl.
She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”
I sat with a friend.
No one came up to me, none asked if anything was wrong.
I sat alone.
In the corner, where everyone saw but no one noticed.
I sat alone.
I had no friends, I was not ‘cool’ enough for them.
I sat alone.
No one knew my mother had just died from cancer, no one cared.
I sat alone.
Surrounded by my thoughts, but no people. By my words, but no friends.
I sat alone.
Until a girl came and sat by me.
I sat with a girl.
She turned to me and smiled warmly, “Hello.”
I sat with a friend.
On a foggy день ,
Following the light ,
Running far away .
There was a little car ,
Driven by two children ,
Made out of plastic and gum ,
With a fake license number .
And the car was the product
Of one’s imagination,
It was the guide through the forest
Of his life’s interpretation.
And the forest was dark
And hunted by Волки ,
Full of tears and pain
And of smiles went to vain.
And this kid was an orphan,
Slowly rushing through life ,
Searching for his mother ,
Waiting to be held tight.
He is Остаться в живых and scared ,
Yet unstoppable ,
Cause all his life he’s spent
Walking through that forest.
We ain’t all lucky and rich
или have families.
The truth is we only have ourselves,
To make our own journies.
This orphan’s an example
For those who don’t know ,
That that forest is the rode
We all have to go on .
First person Письмо is when the characters is speaking directly toward another person(You). Ты use words like "I", "Mine", "We", "Us." The character is telling the story to Ты themselves.
Second Person
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