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There was a girl, once; a girl with long flowing hair, rich
brown like chocolate, and captivating eyes that turned from blue to green and
back again, depending on the light. Her smile as sweet as candy, her clothes
bright as the sun. She caught the eye of anyone who saw her; the boys gazed at
her in awe, while the girls stared on in jealousy.
People
called her a princess, and while her blood may not have been blue, she had a
tendency to agree. This fact did not appease the green eyed ladies surrounding
her, and a day would come when they acted on their negative emotions. Words
sticky in malice were thrown towards her, sharp claws scratched at her skin,
and greedy palms pushed her to the ground.
But
every time, she got up. She stood, her
head held high, the cruel words doing nothing but sliding off her body. Her
smile remained, as sweet and as bright as ever. Their efforts had no effect on
her; for she was a princess, and that belief was stronger than any lies they
tried to feed her.
After
many days of cruelty, a day came where a certain boy tried to stand for her
defense—to shield her, to protect her, to save the beauty of her spirit. But
when that day came, the girl did not back down, did not cower behind his body;
she stood beside him, hand on his shoulder, her posture still as straight and
unbreakable.
A
princess she was, but saving she did not need.
Until later,
- Justyne
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