PRINCESS LEAH
By: The Obsessive Writer
Author's Note: I wrote this story for the girl I love. Her name is Leah, but she already has a boyfriend (even though he is a total weirdo and I hate him. I wish he would be run over by a truck and mashed into thousands of bloody pieces and then thrown into a river where the fish would eat his remains so I would never have to look at him touch/ kiss/ hug/ or TALK to my beloved Leah ever again).
I hope to win her heart with this story, because I know that I am such a magnificent writer. I want to share my talent with others, but this is mainly for Leah to read.
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HER NAME was Princess Leah Wilson of Indianashire, England. Her hair was a long, auburn mane with buts of blonde highlights splattered here and there. When she smiled the angels in heaven sang. The flowers were no match for her beauty, or her cheerful disposition.
And I loved her.
Who am I? I am the mysterious Knight X. I must keep my identity a secret, for I have enemies lurking all around. I am a loner, and an orphan. I have no friends. I trust no one, except for the beautiful Princess Leah.
The servants of the wicked Sir Marc killed my parents one night. Sir Marc is one of the vilest and disgusting beings on the face of the planet. For years he has been plotting to take over Indianashire. My parents worked against Sir Marc for many years, but were one day betrayed, and murdered. Now I am burdened by their quest to protect the royal family from Sir Marc at any cost. Even if it means hiding out everyday at the castle and watching everything that goes on...in secret. Some may deem me a 'stalker' but I am not. I simply watch Princess Leah and record her every move in my detailed journal.
That's how I fell in love with Princess Leah. But she can never know how I feel. I watch her everyday in the castle gardens, and library. She giggles happily with her dear friends, Lady Chelsey, Lady Kristen, Lady Emily, and Lord Austin. Sometimes her red haired pixie friend Kate comes to visit. They have so much fun, and I long to join them, but my duty prevents me from doing it.
The story begins on a normal day of patrolling the palace. That day, Princess Leah was gaily painting in her private library. She's such a gifted girl. Suddenly, Leah turned her head and squealed with excitement. "I'm so glad you came!" she said holding out her smooth, ivory hand to a stranger in the doorway. The stranger came into the light of the library, and kissed my beloved passionately. When I saw who the stranger was I nearly fainted with shock. It was none other than the notorious Sir Marc!!!! Murderer of my parents and secret plotter against the royal family. His mission appeared clear to me. He had obviously put the Princess under some kind of horrible spell! Once he had her on his side, he would kill her family and then crown himself king! I could not let this happen! I had to do something! Anything!
I took out my M1A-California Rifle and fired away, hitting Sir Marc in the head. His brains splattered out his other ear, and blood shot out from the wound, spraying Leah's friends. They shrieked in horror, and Sir Marc fell to the ground. His blood soaked into the Persian rug and pooled around his dead body.
I hopped out of the crawlspace from which I had been hiding and heroically revealed myself to Princess Leah. To my sorrow, the radiant Princess Leah was sobbing over the dead body of her former beau. "Who are you? How could you do this to me? How could you kill my lover?" giant tears spilled out of eyes, and my heart filled with remorse.
"My fair Princess, you do not understand. That man is Sir Marc, and he has been plotting to kill your family for decades. I should know. My family was also murdered by that madman." I rationally explained. "I will prove it to you."
I strolled over to the dead and bleeding body of Sir Marc and pulled a single slip of paper out of his pocket. "See for yourself!" Written across the top was
'MY PLOT TO TAKE OVER THE ROYAL FAMILY'
By Sir Marc
1) Put the Princess under a spell so she falls in love with me
2) Marry her
3) Murder he parents
5) Assume the throne
Princess Leah gasped in horror. "Who are you? I don't understand. How do you know who I am?" I smiled, "My name is Knight X, and I have been guarding you from this man for a year, and I am in love with you"
"But, how can I break the spell Sir Marc put me under if he is dead? I shall be cursed to love him forever." Princess Leah sighed. My face brightened. "My dear lady, all that it takes to break a spell is one fair kiss. I shall do the honors." I leaned forward and kissed her. It was the most wonderful experience of my sad, and lonely life.
"I feel back to normal!" exclaimed the Princess happily. "Brave Knight X, how can I ever repay you?"
"My dear," I replied. "Let us away to the bed chamber. Fulfilling my deepest desire will repay your debt."
"Oh, Knight X!" she sighed before I closed the door to her bedroom.
THE END
Author's Note
Leah I love you. Please go out with me. I wrote this for YOU!!! It will be very obvious to guess my identity from all the hidden clues in my story.
By: The Obsessive Writer
Author's Note: I wrote this story for the girl I love. Her name is Leah, but she already has a boyfriend (even though he is a total weirdo and I hate him. I wish he would be run over by a truck and mashed into thousands of bloody pieces and then thrown into a river where the fish would eat his remains so I would never have to look at him touch/ kiss/ hug/ or TALK to my beloved Leah ever again).
I hope to win her heart with this story, because I know that I am such a magnificent writer. I want to share my talent with others, but this is mainly for Leah to read.
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HER NAME was Princess Leah Wilson of Indianashire, England. Her hair was a long, auburn mane with buts of blonde highlights splattered here and there. When she smiled the angels in heaven sang. The flowers were no match for her beauty, or her cheerful disposition.
And I loved her.
Who am I? I am the mysterious Knight X. I must keep my identity a secret, for I have enemies lurking all around. I am a loner, and an orphan. I have no friends. I trust no one, except for the beautiful Princess Leah.
The servants of the wicked Sir Marc killed my parents one night. Sir Marc is one of the vilest and disgusting beings on the face of the planet. For years he has been plotting to take over Indianashire. My parents worked against Sir Marc for many years, but were one day betrayed, and murdered. Now I am burdened by their quest to protect the royal family from Sir Marc at any cost. Even if it means hiding out everyday at the castle and watching everything that goes on...in secret. Some may deem me a 'stalker' but I am not. I simply watch Princess Leah and record her every move in my detailed journal.
That's how I fell in love with Princess Leah. But she can never know how I feel. I watch her everyday in the castle gardens, and library. She giggles happily with her dear friends, Lady Chelsey, Lady Kristen, Lady Emily, and Lord Austin. Sometimes her red haired pixie friend Kate comes to visit. They have so much fun, and I long to join them, but my duty prevents me from doing it.
The story begins on a normal day of patrolling the palace. That day, Princess Leah was gaily painting in her private library. She's such a gifted girl. Suddenly, Leah turned her head and squealed with excitement. "I'm so glad you came!" she said holding out her smooth, ivory hand to a stranger in the doorway. The stranger came into the light of the library, and kissed my beloved passionately. When I saw who the stranger was I nearly fainted with shock. It was none other than the notorious Sir Marc!!!! Murderer of my parents and secret plotter against the royal family. His mission appeared clear to me. He had obviously put the Princess under some kind of horrible spell! Once he had her on his side, he would kill her family and then crown himself king! I could not let this happen! I had to do something! Anything!
I took out my M1A-California Rifle and fired away, hitting Sir Marc in the head. His brains splattered out his other ear, and blood shot out from the wound, spraying Leah's friends. They shrieked in horror, and Sir Marc fell to the ground. His blood soaked into the Persian rug and pooled around his dead body.
I hopped out of the crawlspace from which I had been hiding and heroically revealed myself to Princess Leah. To my sorrow, the radiant Princess Leah was sobbing over the dead body of her former beau. "Who are you? How could you do this to me? How could you kill my lover?" giant tears spilled out of eyes, and my heart filled with remorse.
"My fair Princess, you do not understand. That man is Sir Marc, and he has been plotting to kill your family for decades. I should know. My family was also murdered by that madman." I rationally explained. "I will prove it to you."
I strolled over to the dead and bleeding body of Sir Marc and pulled a single slip of paper out of his pocket. "See for yourself!" Written across the top was
'MY PLOT TO TAKE OVER THE ROYAL FAMILY'
By Sir Marc
1) Put the Princess under a spell so she falls in love with me
2) Marry her
3) Murder he parents
5) Assume the throne
Princess Leah gasped in horror. "Who are you? I don't understand. How do you know who I am?" I smiled, "My name is Knight X, and I have been guarding you from this man for a year, and I am in love with you"
"But, how can I break the spell Sir Marc put me under if he is dead? I shall be cursed to love him forever." Princess Leah sighed. My face brightened. "My dear lady, all that it takes to break a spell is one fair kiss. I shall do the honors." I leaned forward and kissed her. It was the most wonderful experience of my sad, and lonely life.
"I feel back to normal!" exclaimed the Princess happily. "Brave Knight X, how can I ever repay you?"
"My dear," I replied. "Let us away to the bed chamber. Fulfilling my deepest desire will repay your debt."
"Oh, Knight X!" she sighed before I closed the door to her bedroom.
THE END
Author's Note
Leah I love you. Please go out with me. I wrote this for YOU!!! It will be very obvious to guess my identity from all the hidden clues in my story.