A Fairytale for Nobody: Knocking Down Rapunzel's Door
Edited!!!
Preface: A Fairytale
Once upon a time, in a small worn down inn of grey and brown, lived my sister and I.
Excluding the owner, it was a small world of rustic bricks that only belonged to my sister and I.
That world meant everything to me... yet my sister meant even more. After all, she was my beloved sister... my beloved sister that always read to me... the story of Rapunzel.
Despite the fact that I was a boy, to be honest, I greatly enjoyed that fairytale, just like the many annoying girls that lived in my neighborhood.
However, unlike them, I was a boy, a boy who looked at the story from a whole other perspective.
To me, the Rapunzel in the story was my beloved sister. With her gorgeous auburn hair put in a long braid, she was my image of Rapunzel. Yet, although I wished it were her only similarity with Rapunzel... it wasn't.
Truthfully, I thought of Rapunzel as a pitiful child. Although her prince came along and saved her, the harsh and pristine truth remained the same: her parents traded her off for Rapunzel plants.
Terrible wasn't it?
However, this truth was also part of the story of our lives.
I had no idea whatsoever of what our parents had traded us off for but that didn't matter. After all, you cannot change the truth. However, to be perfectly honest, as much as I despised them and loathed them, I missed them.
Sadly, it wasn't a yearning as sweet and touching as you'd expect from a child.
When I was 7, I theorized that if my parents were with us, I didn't have to see my sister, at the young age of 16, fake her age and slave away the hours of the day doing a variety of odd jobs, just for us to survive.
If our parents were with us, they would do all the work and my sister would live a happy life filled with luxuries like all the other women in the town.
However, she was Rapunzel. The reality was that our parents, who may have traded us for Rapunzel plants, would never save us. Therefore, as the oldest child, she was trapped in a tower made up of debts and duty. She couldn't live the normal life the other women lived.
Therefore, I decided to become her Prince Charming. If no one else could save her, then I would.
...Yet, somewhere along the way, it seemed that my sister grew tired of waiting.
On that hateful Christmas Eve, she abandoned me.
I didn't understand why she would do such a thing at the time. All I knew was that on that day, right after she had given me a silver pocket watch --one that would've been impossible for a pauper to obtain, she left.
Dashing out into the winter blizzard, I instantly followed after her. However, she, my gentle sister harshly pushed into the snow.
I could not comprehend her actions but... somehow I knew... that she planned to leave me.
So I screamed her name. Over and over again without a single shred of hesitation, I begged her, pleaded withe to come back.
She never did.
However, she did turn around. Yet, a part of me wished that she had not. For, the only words that came out of her mouth were : "You no longer are of any value to me. To me, you are nobody, may I never see your face again!"
Although the howling winds that covered the air with their angry curses, failed to cease, I heard those words resound in my ear.
With each word piercing my heart like a dagger, in moments my heart was shredded to pieces. I couldn't think of a single word to say because somewhere, I knew, that she had the right to leave me.
After all, at that moment, I learned that it was not debt and duty that bound Rapunzel to the tower, it was I.
I was never her prince.
I was simply the root of all her suffering.
Therefore, I only watched as the winter blizzard stole my sister away.
After that, I threw myself away.
Yet, it seems that no matter what I do, nothing ever changes.
Again, the tragedy repeats itself.
After many years, once more do I meet "Rapunzel".
Yet, although she is right in front of me, it feels as if she is miles away.
Why? Why can't I become her prince?
Why can I never save her? Why... can I never even be by her side?
Why? Wh-
Finally, her glassy eyes reflect into mine.
Finally... I understand. I understand.
With tears streaking down my face, I whisper, "Ah I see, it is because I am nobody."
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A Fairytale for Nobody : Knocking Down Rapunzel's Door
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