A Princess' Dreams [EDITING]

Epilogue

Epilogue

"See you into our new world." Grandma said and dissappeared.

"Where is she?" I asked Mom.

"She's 150 years old." Mom said.

"She is too old. She's gone." She continued.
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AFTER 1 YEAR

"Emily....." I heared a childish voice.

"Wake up!" I heared again.

I stood up from my bed.

"Luke! I told you to never enter Emily's room!" I took him and hugged him.

"Mom told me to." He said.

"Then fine. Get out!" I pointed the door.

"Take a bath and wear comfortable clothes and hurry up. Mom said that." He said.

"Yeah yeah. Wait, why do I need to do that?" I asked.

"Because it's late! We need to go to the salon! Today's your 18th birthday! Your debut!" He said.

"Oh yeah." I fake smiled.

"Happy Birthday!" He hugged me.

"Thank you!" I answered.

Finally, he went out of my room.
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@Salon

"Mary! This must be Emily! Welcome to my salon!" Mr. Brown said.

"Hello!" Mom said.

"Emily is going to have a debut today, right? She needs makeover!" Mr. Brown exclaimed.

"Exactly." I said.

"Well, Emily. Let's go here and get started!!" He said.

6:00 pm.

I was dressed with a white gown. It was kinda gorgeous. My mom really love it. She says it makes me look mature which is the theme of my party tonight. I'm gonna be mature.

I was wearing a pearl necklace. Ashley gave that to me.

I went out of the van. I saw the hotel which my debut will happen.

I entered it with Dad inside.

Wow. It was wonderful!

Glitters are everywhere.

My cake! Wow! Huge! Maybe about 4 feet tall?

Few Minutes Later:

"Let us now call our celebrant here on stage! Ladies and gentlemen, Emily Ronaldo!" The host said.

I stood up on the stage.

"Good evening." I greeted. I was given a microphone.

FAST FORWARD

"Let's start the 18 letters!" The host said.

A basket was placed on my side.

"There are 18 special people that sent Emily letters. And Emily is about to read all." The host said.

"Please read the first one."

I took a letter from the bastket.

"Hi Emily! I want to congratulate you. You're not mommy's girl anymore. You're mommy's young lady now. I wish for your good health, colorful life as a grown up, and be good to your brother, okay? Happy Birthday! Lovelots, Aunt Bea."

"Wow. That's sweet!" I reacted. "Thank you very much Aunt Bea!" I replied.

--18 gifts--

"Wow. Thank you for these 18 gifts! They're so many." I thanked.