Poor princess,she fell in love with that man the second she took a sight of him.The prince.
It wasn't like she wanted him because he was the so called "prince".It was his beautiful hazel eyes,it was his beatiful dark short hair,it was his flawless face,it was him.
Princess watched him all night,noting down every single thing he did on her brain.She waited and waited for him to come and say "Shall we?" And interwine their arms,bring her to the dance floor and smoothly dance with her.Take her soul to heaven for the night.He didn't.
Now,i didn't hate the princess,just because she got the happy ending in the normal story,that would just be selfish.
She had problems,just like everyone.
Poor princess,she was living with schizophrenia.
The prince didn't look at her with love in his eyes,like she wanted him to look at her like,he looked at her with pure disgust in his eyes,after all,she was a sick freak,right?
He broke her heart to million pieces that night.She was already in love with him within the first minutes,but,he was disgusted by her,within the first seconds.
The ball was still going on,but it seemed like princess's life wasn't.She marched out of the place and walked to the forest near the castle,with fresh tears in her eyes.
That's how she met the seven dwarves that night.They were just visions.If you don't know yet,when you are schizophrenic you see things,things that aren't real.The dwarves were only hallucinations.Each of them showed the feelings that had been making her hard to breathe since the very beginning.
Sadness.Guilt.Anger.Rejection.Fear.Anxiety.Worthlessness.

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Bittersweet
Nouvellesa short story by:fauloutboy '14 People would rather read stories with happy endings,I'm sorry this doesn't have one.