Summary:

Cinderella, the previous household maid, her life was turned upside down and inside out as she met and married her Prince.

Ariel the mermaid gave up her tail and married her land-man. Forever living on the surface, together.

Sleeping Beauty finally had awoken and fallen in love with HER Prince. As time moved past them, they wed and loved through out their lives, with one another.

Belle transformed HER Beast into the perfect husband. Showing kindness and sympathy, she had been the perfect princess.

As for Snow White... you guessed it, she ALSO got her Prince Charming.

What do they all have in common? ...They all married their Princes and got their cliché 'Happily Ever After's.

Ella, Belle, Beauty, Ariel and Snow White, all fictional characters, and living the life’s that we can only dream about in their own way. But if we can only dream… what’s to say that there is even a chance of something like that coming true. For me nothing has happened, remotely close to these endings… One word.

Tragedy.

That was the main word that would be associated, in my vocabulary, with the word ‘Ending’. In my opinion they go hand in hand. But I'm not even close to those types of endings. I'm so way off the chart, that you cant even see me. I'm just a speck in the distance. The lonely little speck which no one ever notices. All alone and by myself. No friendship, no love, no-body. But then again, do those types of endings even exist? Maybe for some people. Lucky people...People that deserve them.

Which makes me wonder... Where does that leave me?

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Happy endings are for Fairy Tales

‘Welcome to my life’

Great song.

Love it.

Basically describes ‘me’ in a nutshell.

If you’re looking for an intro into me….or my life….my feelings and all that crap…..listen to the song.

Simple Plan……..’Welcome to my life’

So get off your lazy ass and check it out.

Very few words are able to be used to describe me…

I couldn’t have said it any better than this song.

If you want to know a bit about me, then here it is. But I’m only going to say this once, once and only once. So don’t ask again. Well that is…….unless you are willing to risk the high chance of getting your head bitten off.

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I’m a teenage girl. I have a life full of hurt, lies and suffering. My parents are divorced, mother dead…recently…I have no siblings. All the very few of cousins that I had are now gone. The only other living relatives than my father is my Nene…..don’t ask about the name……

……Most people call their grandparent Nano or Nana. I don’t like to be part of that common group. Which brings my to another part of……well……me.

I am an outcast. I’m not part of the common group. I like to be different. I don’t have many friends….and to a degree, I choose to live this way.

Interests or comments?

Black? Definitely love

Music? My passion, my medicine when I’m down, addictive

Art? Also love, a way to convey my emotions and let out a portion of my feelings loose

Pink? Would commit suicide before even considering wearing anything in that colour

Love?

People? Are vicious….never let your guard down….they can turn on you with out a second thought if the results are beneficial to them.

Truth? As far as I’m concerned doesn’t even exist.

Life? Why bother living it, if living means coming to the end of the road….in the end leading to death…..when you will be no more…..just a forgotten past time, a long lost memory.

Love? Is a sad excuse for basing your life on the commitment of faith in true love and faith in fate. Faith in which many believe of being a supernatural power……but in reality is just another lie……just another miss told tale that many seek in stupidity……another poisoned fruit of which of what does not exist.

Many ignore my opinions……there are numerous reasons for this….

The one that I have gathered as being the most common, is the thought of having a ‘burden’ of challenging thoughts, the right to exercise free will. To question and contradict others to form different views and concepts of the unknown or forgotten.

Many believe I’m an atheist…..I do not deny that I have a very many qualities that might determine me as this position and status …..

But it’s only when you get to realise the truth, that you become the way I am.

The way that you question things that no one would even considering thinking about as an after thought…….many are foolish in this world and choose to believe everything they hear and see.

This is why I am set as an outcast and outsider……..not because I mostly choose to be part of my own group……..

-But as being able to see what other merely dream of.

-To oppose what others don’t dare question.

-To experience things that many wouldn’t even believe.

...When others believe in something superficial and shun everyone opposing their beliefs.

None the less, there are two sides to me.

One is the inside. The other is the out. They contradict each other in the simplest forms, but most of all, the one people judge me by...is the out.

No one understands me, no one ever will. I hide in my own world, push everyone out, I am the reason I live the way I do, and I don’t regret it.

I am part Goth, I love black, and no one has probably ever seen me smile and also...F.Y.I...The world and I have a hate/hate relationship.

The few selective people that have, seen me smile that is, are either dead or have deceived me in some way…..and most likely have been part of the cause why I don’t believe in trust.

I am usually in a bummed out mood, the ‘I hate life’ mood that my so called classmates classify me as always being in.

I am a very insecure person. I have basically zilch confidence. I might seem rough on the outside…..but on the inside I’m crying……

You could say that my outer interior is like my ‘poker face’. No one knows what I’m thinking inside…..and it always hides my true feelings.

I trust no one and there is a reason for that too.

All my life, people have made me promises. But they just end up getting forgotten or broken……

The closest I have ever been to loving and trusting someone enough………is with my Nene…….she doesn’t judge or hurt me in any way possible.

She accepts me for who I am. She helps me if I need it. And she is always there……not like the overly protective and affectionate relatives that shower you in advice and help. She’s right there, just at the right times, when I need her. I ask and she’s right there... and for that I am grateful.

No one will ever pull me out of my darkness.

I am always on the verge of crashing in my own world. I am never secure, nor ever have been. The littlest things will send me to my room, turn my beloved music on as loud as I can, and cry.

To cry all the pain away. To let it all out. For no one to see…..nor ever see……

Many a nights I cry myself to sleep.

I cry about who I am. Who I have become. And more than anything, I wish that I wasn’t the way I am. I blame others for my mistakes and then I realise they have nothing to do with it.

I am the one responsible…….I am the one at fault………and I know I might not ever change……

You might think I sound like a big wuss or a ‘cry baby’, but don’t judge me until you have walked a mile in my shoes.

Until you have lived in my body and witnessed the world around me.

When you have perceived everything my ears have heard……..when you have viewed all the hurt that my eyes have seen………when you have felt all the pain that I have gone through, my entire life.

Not until you truly feel what I go through every week…….every day…….every passing moment in my life…..

Not only until then, can you judge or label me how ever you wish.

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Hey everyone!!!

I don’t know exactly where I am going with this story. If I do decide to go on with it, it with probably be short.

I wanted to explore something different……to go beyond normal happy stories. And again, if I do decide to continue it……I will try to make it as different as possible and not a common cliché fairy tale that is more frequent.

I just wanted to try something diverse and see where it goes. P.s. don’t know when the next update might be, still working on other stories too.

R&R if ya can! Talk to you guyz soon! Lov y’all!

RL