The story you all heard,was the story that,that stupid prince told the people.He saw her body on the grass when he was riding his horse around the forest.He looked at her with disgust and spit on her.
He told them,he was the one to give the true love's kiss and woke her up.Nobody asked where she was if he woken her up.
Nobody cared.They cared about what prince had to say.
He got the fame and money he wanted.
Maybe he had the happy ending,but...this was the story of the ones that lost.
He walked past her body everyday.
He destroyed her.
She was just an innocent teenager who wanted to be loved by someone.She thought,maybe if she could find the person,
she would finally be happy.
But now she was dead.Gone.
Like the dwarf said,is death,happiness?
We will never know.
But if it is,we know that we have to live fully,to deserve the death.
But if it's not,then we gotta live.
If we don't know anything about it,then we have to spend what was given to us,and be grateful.
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Bittersweet
Short Storya short story by:fauloutboy '14 People would rather read stories with happy endings,I'm sorry this doesn't have one.