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Ongoing, First published Jun 05, 2017
This story is about Snow White and the huntsman... Except for the fact that it's based in ancient Africa... Thai story was invented by ME to show how useless beauty and country stereotypes are. EVERYBODY IS BEAUTIFUL we are all humans---- love yourself

And to you girls out there: be confident. You all are princesses!

I know this story is kind of a cliché with the desert and lions and stuff.. But princess in castle and evil queen is quite a cliché too right?! 😅

Explanation  and thoughts: 

Why is she African? 

Well firstly because Snow White is famous for her WHITE skin... Secondly because Africa got fascinating culture and beautiful landscapes... 
This is only the beginning. I will put more European fairytales into other countries.

Why do you even write this?!

Because I think every girl should be confident. It drives me mad I a darker skinned beauty thinks she wasn't pretty or something. 
I got very light skin myself and I got bullied for it... SKIN COLOR OBVIOUSLY DOESNT MATTER... Obviously some idiots still don't get that... 🙄

So my message: 

Girls be confident! Beauty standards are just a construct. Just be your best self and rock your akin color! 
 Here we go ^^ have fun reading and leave me some comments 😄☺️😘

(This story was 100% invented by me. It's based on the Snow White story but it's obviously different. The rights are mine... If there are similarities to an existing story they are not intended)
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