Red Dawn
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Fairytales are always twisted and changed until that are unrecognizable. Different versions and opinions of how they should be to be put out into the world. Well, here's another! Red, now 16, was a sheltered child all of her life, bit a strong and independent girl at the same time. She made herself happy no matter what and always strived to keep a joyful way about her. She had to try much harder at doing so once her father, the woodsman, left her and her mother on their own. To make matters worse, her mother was suffering a sever case of depression, her grandmother was near death, and she had to face two of her biggest fears: The dark, and what could be walking around in the forest that surrounded her home. Oh my, what is this fate that has been stowed upon her?
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From the second you're in this world they tell you what is fair. What questions your allowed to ask and the ones you can never dare say. I find it damn near funny that most of you are reading this and know exactly what I mean. They put you on the path they've paved for you as kids we don't question it or even wonder if it's right for you. But beyond your paths edges is a land made up of risks and dangers. You feared it they tell you no good will come from it but how do you really know? Truth be told I was the girl who had her whole life planned out for her, straight A's, best friend, and two loving parents. I know what I wanted what I needed and I knew how to fight like hell for it. There's a reason why everyone prefers pretty lies over the bitter truth and it's usually because they can't handle the truth but I think the most likely thing is they can't handle what happens to the person once the truth comes out that's what happened to me. I was happy the way things were and then one day everything blew up in my face. Maybe the happy girl I was would have been happy living a lie for the rest of her life but no matter what the truth always comes out. So I ask you what would you have wanted the bitter truth or the pretty lie?

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