My name is Giselle. I am a 16-years old girl but I am not normal-NO- my parents are the king and queen from Fairytaile.It´s in Miracoli.Mom thinks I need to find a boyfriend or just friends.Everybody hates me because I am the princess and they think i feel like something better but that´s not true.In my free time I am reading books about strong women or warriors and fantasy books of course.Do you believe in creatures from mystery and fantasy books? I do and I think I might meet them anytime.If you think that this is crazy I am sorry to tell you that this is totally normal here in Fairytale.Everybody here has wings and can fly.Some learned how to make special potions or how to turn others into animals what is quiet fun.Last year there came seventy boys who all wanted to meet me but I just didn´t like them because they told me only stuff about what they are good at and they just told me how wonderfull and perfect and flawless they are.And that´s exactly what I don´t want.I want a boy who isn´t perfect and I think it´s cute when a boy has some flaws and mistakes.Why does everybody think you need to be perfect? By the way twentyfive of the boys didnt like me because of my taste in music, clothes and books and they didn´t like my freckles.Some of them thought my dimples came because I had piercings in my cheeks. I would never ever pierce my cheeks or lips or whatever.This must hurt really bad and I don´t even think that it looks good.So let´s go on.Tomorrow is my seventeenth birthday and my parents invited many people.I don´t know most of them but that´s no problem because it´s always nice to get to know new people and I probably don´t even need to talk to them.By the way my sandwich and my bacon and eggs isn´t as tasty as normally what I think is kind of weird because normally it´s my favorite food but right now i would love to burn it down or just throw it in the trashcan. Oh my mom is watching me eating and she looks critical. "What, mom?" - I ask her.No answer she just shakes her head and walks away.Okay what have I done wrong this time? I dont know.Mom comes back with a big fancy pink dress and highheels. "Mom,what is this stuff for?" -"For you of course!You will wear this at your party tomorrow! Oh you will look gorgeous! "- "mom I dont like fancy dresses and you know that I cant walk in highheels."-"Shut up! You will practise and practise and practise! tomorrow you will walk perfectly and you will choose a guy who is rich,good looking and a prince!" Oh my god! What my mom wants is the hell for me but I am just 16 and her daughter so I have to do what she says.
