Writing Prompt

Pinocho was a bad boy

He lied, he stole

So he became a puppet

A prop for a show

His father made a new one

Who became a real boy

But Pinocho was left

As a wooden toy

He begged the fairy

To give him real skin

But she denied his request

And said that he must be real within

So now Pinocho

Is stuck with wooden limbs

His story isn’t happy

It ends dark and grim...

“No,” screamed Gretel.

“NOOOO,” she wailed bolting up into a sitting position. Beads of sweat ran down her forehead, and tears prickled her glassy eyes.

She tucked her knees to her chest, wrapping her trembling arms around herself. She struggled to breathe as memories flashed behind her eyelids, flooding her mind like a dam cracked open. Screams echoed in her ears and old wounds ached, centurie...

The clock struck midnight and she realised she had to sprint to the coach before the spell broke otherwise he would uncover her stereotypically female background. She reached the 200 steps and shouted “who the hell thought 200 steps was a good idea? I’m in heels!” Thinking on her feet, she reached under her extremely puffy dress, slipped off shoes and picked them up before running down the steps b...

She’d met her Fairy Godmother and made it to the ball,

She’d found a prince and pranced and danced, and given it her all,

The clock struck twelve, she took her leave, pursued by twenty men,

So drunkenly she stumbled, over mountain, meadow, glen,

She ran and tripped, her shoe escaped, she used some language foul,

Her shoe ran off, it found the toff, who gave a mighty howl,

“The man who finds that ...

The Prince approached the doors to Aurora’s chambers. He was hesitant to just stride in, but the entire kingdom was asleep, so he pushed himself forward. I’ve come this far, so I may as well see this through, he said to himself.

He walked with trepidation, rehearsing what he was going to say to the beautiful princess once she’d awoken from her slumber.

As his lips touched hers, the door to the...

Prince Charming made his way through the group of seven dwarfs, until he stepped foot in front of the glass covered case that held his dear Snow White. He pushed the glass case open and kneeled to come face to face with Snow White. He kissed Snow White and Snow White woke from her deep sleep. The spell had been broken by true loves kiss. Prince Charming helped Snow White out of the case. He knelt ...

As the prince’s lips touched the sleeping girl’s, he felt his own eyelids heavy. With a sob-like breath that wrenched his body and pulled at his lungs sharply, the dwarves watched as he too crumbled to the grassy floor.

“Oh dear,” Dopey told himself. And for once, the stupid little man was right, thought Grumpy as he looked upon the dreadful sight.

The prince’s face was a glassy, milk-white such a...

Everyone was happy. Everyone got what they wanted. Snow White got her prince. Her evil stepmother was killed. She was now the queen. Everyone in the land could not have asked for a better ruler. So everyone was happy.

Were they though? Are you sure about that? Well that’s what we all think, isn’t it? That everyone got what they wanted.

Well I’m sorry to be the one to tell you but you’re wrong. D...

There was once a girl who lived happily,

With her mother and father they were so content,

Soon death took the mother away from the father,

The little girl knew what would happen.

Soon the father got married once more,

The girl has step sisters how frightening indeed,

Out to travel the father went,

Mother in law showed her true colours that day.

For death took the father,

All alone the little gir...

The bells rang waking Ella from her fitful sleep. She wanted to weep when she opened her eyes to stare at the now cold, dark fireplace and not at the prince. It was all a dream.

The bells chimed again. Time to serve, time to clean, time to stop dreaming. Ella met her step-mom and step-sisters in the dinning room and gracefully served them their breakfast. “Good morning,” she said meekly withou...