Once upon a time, a faraway kingdom lived an adorable little girl and his widowed father.
"It's beautiful!" a little girl giggled as he gazed at the snow sprinkling all around the snow globe in his father's hand. It truly was a beautiful sight, and the little girl lived this present more than anything she had ever gotten before.
..Okay, maybe it wasn't that long ago and it wasn't really a faraway kingdom. It was London. And it only looked far away because you could hardly see it through the fog and smoke flying through the air.
But to me, growing up. London was my kingdom me and my dad moved here from the Philippines when my left, 7 years ago. I was only three when she left, so I don't know much about her. But I do know she was beautiful and I kiss her picture on my bedside cabinet every night before I go to sleep. I was my dad's best friends and he was mine. Although being raised by a man alone made me feel a bit empty inside because I never had a mother figure. I never felt like I missed out on anything because he was my everything. In my eyes I was the luckiest girl alive.
My dad owned the coolest diner in all London. Hanging out there was what I truly loved to best. Going out to the park was hat my friends would like to do but not me. I would just go and sit in the diner talking to Sammy and Mark as they worked. It was the kind of place where diet was a four letter word and grease came at no additional charge. Here, everyone felt like family.
A little girl smiled as one of the waitress in the diner handed her a very beautiful cake.
"Make a wish my little princess!" Sammy, the best waitress at the diner smiled.
What did I need a wish for? I have the coolest friends and the coolest dad!
As the little girl blew out her candles from the corner of her eye she could see a curvy looking woman trip and just in time his father's hands reached out and grabbed her. This point the little girl had turned her head all the way round and was staring at the scene in front of her. Her eyes wide gazing at both of them blinking slowly. They were in a loving grace both with large smiles plastered on their faces. The little boy wasn't sure if he liked it or not.
But I guess my dad thought I needed one more thing...Sheryl
Everyone cheered and started throwing confetti.
"Congratulations Sheryl! You looked beautiful!" the man and woman walked down the steps from the city hall with huge smiles on their faces after just getting married. Along with my new step-mother came her twin daughters, Riley and Lucy. Two very... odd... looking girls walked down the steps fighting along the way. Both wearing matching dresses and hair up in pigtails with their tails curls... My... Elder step sisters. But as long as my dad was happy so was I. All the new family got in for a photo.
We were going to be one big happy family.
As the photographer took the photo, Sheryl dropped her bouquet of flowers on the floor and the little girl bent down to pick it up, unfortunately cutting her out of the photo.
"One's enough." Sheryl smiled and said in her annoying American accent and walked off, a smug smile gracing her face along with a knowing look in her eye.
Unfortunately, this was no fairy tale.
"He took her hand and kissed it. Then he swooped her up on his horse and the beautiful princess and the handsome prince rode off to his castle where they lived happily... ever... after." the little girl started giggling as his dad started tickling her.
"Do fairy tales come true dad?" she asked once they had calmed down.
"Well, no...but dreams come true." Her dad replied shutting the book.
"Do you have a dream?" she asked, her eyes staring straight to her father's eyes.
"Yeah! My dream, is that you'll grow up and go to college." he smiled at her daughter.
The little girl looked away from his dad hesitating to ask the next question. After a few minutes, she looked back to his dad and asked, "Where do princesses go to college?"
Her dad looked away for a minute and scratched his face, "uh... they go where the princes go. They go to Princeton. But Becca you know fairy tales aren't just finding handsome prince. They're about fulfilling your dreams and standing up for what you believe I. it's just like I say, 'never let the fear of striking out.'"
"-keep you from playing the games." The little girl finished off for his dad as he looked up with a knowing look. He couldn't help but smile though.
"That's right." He smiled and laughed along with the little girl.
"And remember, if you look carefully this book contains important things you may need to know later in life." He said as he placed his hand softly on the thick book he was just reading from. The little girl looked at the booking then to her dad nodding.
The dad smiled and leaned over and softly kissed the little girls forehead. The little girl smiled and shut her eyes softly. Then the little girl a shake from beneath him and opened her eyes. When she opened them, the first thing he spotted was her snow globe. Except something wasn't right. The snow was moving all along the globe yet no one had shook it. They both jumped when they felt the light shade on the side of the wall fall down.
"Earthquake!" the father shouted loudly lifting the little girl from her bed and placing her on the floor.
My kingdom came crumbling down the day London's biggest earthquake happened.
The little girl and her dad ran from the open door of the little girl's bedroom.
"Help! Help!" an annoying whiny voice shouted from the other end of the hall. The dad and the little girl looked down the hall then at each other. The little girl gripped onto her dad, looking into his eyes with a begging look.
"Don't go!" the little girl shouted grabbing his dads hand close to tears.
"I'll be right back!" the dad assured and stood up with the little girls hand in his. He let it slip slowly from her hands as he ran down the hall leaving the little girl there.
The little girl looked away from her dad running down the hall and over to his side table where the snow globe was standing close to the edge. It happened in slow motion as the little girl watched it fall down and smash on the floor into hundreds of pieces with the liquid spilling out.
I lost my best friend that day.
And from then on the only fairy tales in my life were the ones I read about in the books.
The little girl was walking up the stairs to the attic, which was supposed to be her new room when heard giggling from behind him. He turned around and saw two figures from the stairs and down the hall. She sighed and stared walking back up the stairs.
Since my father didn't leave a will, my step mother got everything.
The house...
The diner...
And to her dismay... me.
The little girl sighed as she walked in the room which was covered in dust and had boxes scattered everywhere. She put her small box of possessions in her right arm as she switch on the light with her left.
When she turned on the light she shut the door with her foot and made her way to tattered bed on the left hand side of the room. She sighed again as she sat on the bed and placed the box next to her then looked around the room which was now hers. After a few seconds, she slowly laid down, listening to the rain outside, before drifting off into a dreamless sleep.
