Everyone’s heads hung low, each step heavier than the last. I adjusted my backpack strap, keeping my gaze firmly on the floor to avoid the towering football players who might slam me into the nearest locker if I didn’t.

I continued walking straight ahead, taking the longer route to class just to see her. In this gloomy, broken town, she was the sun. The brightest star to shine here. She was the bi...

“You’re not…from here,” she says. “Ha! Well DUH! What? Do you want me to make ‘alien noises’ WeeOooOoo~” I tease. “Wait so you’re from Canada?”

“Huh? No! Humans are so STUPID.”

I grab her shoulders, “Look at my eyes. They aren’t human. They aren’t even earthly, they’re-“ “They’re beautiful…”

“I…uh…what?” “There’s purple and blue with a hint of green swirling around with golden little specks eve...

“It was meant to be for you. I only ever wanted it to be for you,” he whispers. I’m on the verge of loosing it, tears forming. “You mean to tell me that…that our song…the one you ‘wrote for me’ isn’t for me? It’s hers?” my voice cracks with disbelief. He nods silently.

That song was the last bit of sanity I had left and it wasn’t even for me. I swallow, “Okay, well does she know this? Was that so...

They’re coming. They might actually reach me this time. I’m petrified, the only reason I can move my arms to paddle is pure adrenaline. As I paddle, I let regretful and anxious thoughts consume me. Why would I go in a lake—in a paddle boat—while they have a motored boat?! Why didn’t I accept that guy’s help? Why are they still after me after I gave them what they wanted?

I desperately paddle, but...

I saw you leave,

I ran to Steve,

Hugged him so tight,

And said “everything in the world is finally right”

You can’t touch my crown,

They all began to bow down,

It really is the best sight,

Looking around after I’ve won the fight,

Now I know you can’t knock me down,

So see ya, ya clown!

*STORY FORM*

Normally I would start this message with “I don’t have the words” but I really do. You’re leavin...

“Can you grab the cards?”

“One second, I can’t yet.”

“You always say you can’t.”

“Okay, sorry, I can now.”

“Sorry, I couldn’t find them. I got another game though!”

“No! That’s not what I wanted! You never help out, can you see how that’s frustrating? How you’re frustrating?”

I nod in silence. I walk away, and you get upset because of no apology. My negative thoughts you always seem to trigger ...

Who would’ve imagined a princess, locked in her own kingdom’s dungeon! Worst part is, I didn’t do anything wrong. I have written this account for if I die alone here. So to whoever reads this: Welcome to the story of…my life SUCKS. I think you deserve an explanation.

I was once a happy, naïve, princess with the best brother any girl could ask for. Blaze had taught me guitar, sword fighting, and h...