When she turned 10 she begged to learn ballet. She was magnificent but then she stopped when she was fifteen on account that her family moved.
She could sing. Not hip-hop or anything like that but opera.
She loved drama and she looked magnificent in full skirts.
She was slightly obsessed with the story of the Phantom of the Opera.
She learned fencing at an early age.
Her parents were totally different from who Belle was. In comparison one could say that Belle was as different and unique as her parents were standard or of the norm business people. Her mother was a top-of-the-notch lawyer and her father an inquisitive reporter. They were hardly home thus Belle spent most of her home-life with her grandparents, especially with her grandfather. Papa was always talking of stories from all over the world.
"My Belle you are going to change history one day."
No one really knew how true that statement was.
It was an ordinary day and an ordinary Friday evening. Every Friday night Belle's parents would have a home meal, Belle cooked. After been complementing on the food they all huddled underneath the stars. They stayed there until it was way past twelve then finally they nearly carried each other back into the house. Yet all of the sudden something caught Belle's eye.
"Dad!" her face was turned quickly from wonder to fear. Her father turned to see a great ball of fire heading towards them in a great amount of speed.
"Get in the house, now…go into the cellar…run!" But as they were heading quickly toward the house the ball of light seemed to stop right above their heads, about 100 ft. up.
"Oh my…" at her words it seemed to change directions and get smaller until it was but a dust particle of light at the tip of her nose.
"Don't move."
"Don't worry I won't." But at her words the spec of light seemed to start quivering and then all of the sudden in a burst of light and colors it exploded. As suddenly as it came it left…there was complete silence as Belle's parents stood gaping alone on the porch.
Belle felt the light all around her, she seemed to stretch and expand yet she didn't seem to feel any pain. Only an odd feeling of absolute, complete peace. Her ears were throbbing because of the trumultous sounds around her. Then she was finally able to untangle her thoughts and decifer what she was hearing, bells. Thousands of bells chiming around her, the irony of it suddenly made her giggle. It might also have been the ticklish sensation you get when you are falling, too, who knows.