A story I wrote

I wrote this story for my sister, and I thought I would share it with all of you.

All three of you.

All three of my followers, that is.  I'm not counting Megan (clap) who's hiding in the shadows and not following me, but still reading all of my posts.  Like a creeper.

Okay here's my story:

Once upon a time, there was a BEAUTIFUL princess.  She was so beautiful that all the princes in the land wanted to marry her.  But the princess wasn't JUST beautiful.  She was smart, too!  She was so smart that she knew that she didn't need a man to complete her.  She understood the importance of marrying someone to keep the kingdom alive and populated and whatnot, but she didn't want that to be the only reason she married.

Still, her parents kept sending in suitors to encourage her to marry.  She knew her parents wouldn't believe in her concept of love, so she decided to trick—er, craftily deceive—them.  She told them she knew of a man living far away from the kingdom who was looking for a beautiful princess to marry.  The only problem was he was, like, on house arrest or something, so she had to go travel to him.  Her parents agreed to let her go.

The princess traveled for a year, far away to a small village where babies were dying left and right because they were all so hungry.  She found a dying woman who could no longer take care of her three-month-old child.  She told the woman that she would take the child and bring it home with her to be the prince of Castletown. (That's where the princess lives, GAWD.)  The woman agreed, and soon the princess was on her way home again with her new baby son.

But while she was on her way back she, her son, and her horse were all eaten by zombies.  The end.