The glass slipper.

I was normal dammit. As normal as one person could be anyway. I was working and taking on another course at university when the madness happened. A modern day fairy tale, oh yes let's laugh at that.
Let's forget that I have been dragged out of my home two hours before even the sun woke up to a crazy man who believes he is my prince charming.

Maybe it was karma paying me for that grape I stole from grandma's lunch twenty years ago. But as I made another run from the so called knights for the fifth time, I wondered how many people would believe me.
Which asylum I would be placed in? Would the uniforms be less dull for me or will I be given my own room.

Alas!
I was tackled to the ground again and dragged away, kicking and screaming as they tied me up on a black stallion. Yes a horse, and took me to only no one knows where.