Broken Wings ( Not An Ordinary Tale)

Prologue

I ran down through the path in my backyard. I keep jumping up and down with my blond ringlets bouncing on my shoulder. For a five years old kid like me, it’s normal, I guess. But you know as a kid sometimes I am clumsy. I fell into the fountain and I’m really-really wet from head to toe. And when I got home mom will just get angry to me. But actually it was me eleven years ago.

This is what I am right now. Long blond hair girl with blue eyes and blushing cheeks. Who likes to wear pink dresses and shoes.

*BONG-BONG*

The sound of the bell from the top of the castle woke me up from my childhood flashback. It reminds me of going back to the maid house located exactly next to the huge enormous massive castle.

I always wish if I could be a princess just for one day. Having maids preparing for your meals and clothes and everything. That will be soooo good. But I know that it’s impossible for a daughter of the queen’s maid. But one thing I wouldn’t forget forever is I am a princess for my mom. I know it ,everyone knows it.