Catherine
We arrived in London. The sky was blue, the grass was covered in dew, the trees swayed in the light breeze, and the sun shone bright all around. So this is London. This place stirred a magical feeling inside me. I hopped of the train with Clover right beside me. "The schools this way." She says. As we were walking to the school, which wasn't in sight yet, Clover asked me a question that cracked my brain. "I'm the leprechaun's daughter. Who are you?" She acted like it was a normal question. "What do you mean?" I ask. "Who is your fairytale parent?" She asks. I stop dead in my tracts. "I'm supposed to have a fairytale parent?" "Yeah. That's why you were sent to this school." "But I don't have a fairytale parent." I say. Am I supposed to. I thought this was a normal school. "How can I find out who is my fairytale parent?" My voice cracked a little. "They're supposed to tell you." A small tear runs down my face. I wipe it away. "Did your parents not tell you?" "No. They didn't. They don't tell me anything." She puts her hand on my shoulder. "It's okay. I promise to help you find out the truth." And after that she dragged me along to the school of fairytales.
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A Majestic Lifetime
FantasyA regular girl like you or me, normal. The name is Catherine. Likes reading fairytale a and fantasizing about the future. She has a great life. Lots of friends, easy going atmosphere. But, she is sent away to a boarding school so she can 'spend more...
