My name is Anabella, I'm trapped, there is no way of getting out.
Its good for me to say all the things that I am. Considering I'm all alone, trapped in the castle. The Castle of the Moors.
I don't know much about my life except that I'm a princess. I don't know my dad, I don't even know his name. I'm just locked in a room.
There is a small uncomfortable bed, a gray dresser, an itchy white wool blanket, a sink, a toilet, a shower, and a small window. I've tried looking out the window but there is nothing but the space out there and land that goes on and on forever covered with daises.
There is a small box on the bottom of the door. Where my, I'm guessing its my dad who slips food under there everyday. The only thing I've ever heard him say is "Here you go Princess Anabella." Three times a day, the same sentence.
He also slips a paper and pencil in at breakfast. I can write him notes asking who he is. But he never gives me an answer. Sometimes I write for things I want, like a new dress. He gave me that. I've asked for company over and over but he hasn't given me any. Until one day...
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Princess
FantasíaThis is a story about a princess named Anabella. But she is not the type of princess you think she is.