A life isn't worth fulfilling when you have nothing worth waiting for. I don't know what to do anymore. I'm lost, alone, and scared. Everyone I know has turned their backs to me. People say that everyone has a hidden gift. And that gift makes them special, unique, and admired. The gifts I bear are nothing but a curse. However, curses can be lifted; this however is permanent.
From the moment I was born, I was punished. Cursed to bear this awful sin for the rest of my life. No one can help me, no one will help me. My people see me as an outcast, nothing more than a burden. My own parents think the same of me. They try to love me, but I know that they resent me. I can feel their disappointment every time we're in the same room.
When people look at me, they think of demons and witches. Maybe I am evil. Maybe I should leave and never return. Then the kingdom would be ridden of one problem.
Only one person can truly help me, he's known throughout our lands as the devil that walks the earth. Trading one thing for another. I know he can help me, Rumpelstiltskin will help me.