The Cherry Blossom Tree

Alana-May Fletcher had always felt insecure in her skin, longing to be loved for her personality, not undesired because of her weight. She was gorgeous with a heart of pure love, but no one would be able to see that under *what felt like* her bubble of a belly that just couldn't fit properly in jeans without her feeling disgusting. The lump left just above her crotch made her gross, the way her arms would flop if she raised her hand too fast-- it all felt like an everlasting nightmare to her in high school, she couldn't remember self any other way. She didn't know that others did see her for how gorgeous she was inside and out, but she would soon find out as she headed off to college. She met a boy who she thought wouldn't even look in her direction with a second glance. He showed her just how desirable she was by being her prince in a lifetime of rumplestiltskins. Constantly playing with her emotions and using her empathy to make her feel small from their own insecurities, May lost hope for ever finding true love. This prince came just in time, or did he?