Chapter Eight

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(Holly's POV)

Holly's Tale

I have long auburn hair. I'm going to be the next Rapunzel because my twin Poppy O'Hair doesn't want to be the next Rapunzel.

I let others use my hair for tower escapes and is happy to help them. I used to take a Damsel-in-Distressing Class in the Storybook of Legends where it's an active imagination in every princess friend.

I mostly fit in the Royal category but I don't really care what category I am because I still get to write my destiny.

********5 Years Later*******

I know live in my mother's old tall tower where I have peace and quiet.

I'm supposed to wait for my savior/hero to save me from staying in this tower forever.

How did mother stay in this tower forever, all I have is a buckets of paint and paintbrushes.

I might as well paint over my mom artwork as I do need space to paint on something.

Learning my mother's tale I was so surprised at how she was treated like this when it wasn't for her.

"Oh Holly, your hero is here" a voice said.

Looking out my only window I see a boy with black hair and brown eyes.

"What's your name" I asked.

"It's Christopher but you may call me Chris" he said.

"I'm Holly, so you may have to catch me" I said.

I got closer to the edge of the tower and jumped off where Chris had catches me. He put me on the back of his horse and took me to his palace. Where I lived happily ever after.

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