I never asked to be Rapunzel
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Last published Tue, May 13, 2014
I had it all. A normal life with normal routines and normal friends. Then that stupid yet extremely mouth-watering hunk, Eric Schrave had to wedge his way into my life. I wanted nothing to do with him and avoided his advances at all costs. My father, who was extremely protective of me, didn't like his advances and thought I was leading Eric on; so he took me away, deep into the dark forest at the edge of our town. There he hid me in a tall tower to 'keep me safe'. He told everyone that I had run away after a fight with him. The search to find me lasted for four whole months, but they never found anything. Pretty soon I was forgotten. I never asked to be Rapunzel but because of one stupid boy; it's the life I live now.
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