The Warrior.
By Gwyneth Murphy.
Long ago there live a princess,she lived with the queen and king,her Mother and Father,the old King and queen,her grandparents and her Teo sisters Mary and Claire,the princess wasn't just a princess though she was a warrior she never cried and never backdown,her name was Gracie she loved her family extremely, her Grandfather was her Best Friend,besides Prince Carter,her Boyfriend and Lady Maggie, her other Best Friend.she loved life and was a happy soul,when disaster struck her life.
The old King had gone out and fought an evil dragon.sadly the dragon had won and it hit the girl hard.but she kept smiling no matter how hard it was.but soon the kingdom split,and the princess had to travel from her mother's kingdom to her father's kingdom.
soon two black smoke clouds started to follow her from a distance.she always held her smile and never told anyone of her problems. Sadly when the kingdom split her warrior friends had to go to a different kingdom for they couldnt serve one or the other.
It left the poor girl with only carter and Maggie who never left her side.
One day the king and queen found new partners, the queen Elisa had married King David and King Nelson had married Queen Jessica,the girl on her fathers side gained three new siblings Sarah,the oldest,Ally, the second oldest and Brandon the youngest,on her mothers side gained Two new sibling, Gabe the older of the two but still younger then Gracie,and Carly the youngest
For a short while things were turning up the clouds soon started to fade away when another thing happened,her Father who she once loved and new changed he didn't care about his daughters that much,he drank to much ale,he cursed at the children Jessica who wouldn't never hurt Gracie scared her by hurting ally, soon they could came back.
now not two clouds followed her but four Everyday somthing happened to the girl they grew closer,until the were right behind her she noticed the clouds and backed away as the started to each form something. they made her,but...not her,of her crying and angry and frowning and of her hurt. She ran away from them my wanting to face them,not wanting to see them,not wanting to be them.
she ran until she couldn't. Finally a white could came to her,it was her Grandfather, he told her "do not be afraid you are strong and loved I know it's hard but it will get better I promise." He gave her a hug and disappeared.
she turned around and drew her sword cutting up the figures the black smoke went into her body and she cried.she broke down and cried.and that was okay,because now she knows that even if life hurts her,she will be strong.and everything will get better...not matter who she is or was.because she is a warrior,and so is everyone else.
