The short tale of self-love, inner-beauty, and finding happiness. I wrote this story when I was 9 years old and had forgotten about it. At 15 years of age I found it one day when I was cleaning my room. I read it and cried as it had really touched my heart. The theme of the story is self-love, and the shocking part was that at 9 years when I wrote it, I did not know what self-love felt like; I did not know what self-love was. I had been abused, rejected, criticized, judged. The worst part was that I took it all to heart. At 9 years of age I managed to write a story I did not even understand. I remember how one day the words to my story flooded my thoughts. I ran to get paper and wrote it down. I did not understand the meaning of what I had written. If only I had realized that I had written a story about self-discovery and loving oneself, a fairy tale that applied to real life. If only I had applied the lessons in the story to my own life.
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