A short monologue, thirteen year old Lisa is a princess and has everything until her day takes a turn for the worse, starting with the moose sweater kid.

Elizabeth is rather different. Living with just her mother and sister, she just isn't appreciated to the full capacity. One day she is just Elizabeth, living in Nilknarf, dull and predictable, the next day she's in the adventure of her life.

My first "real" poem...

Haha DEATH. Lovely...