Dear Life,
I'm not a princess. My dad never said I was. My mom never said I was. I'm not a princess, and if I was, I wouldn't be here. I hate my life, why was a born? I was the mistake my parents never wanted. Why haven't they given me away? Because I'm their personal living punching bag and I have to go to school to be tortured by all the people there.
Tell me, what if Rapunzel didn't have long hair to meet her prince? What if Cinderella didn't have a Godmother? What if Snow White never coughed up the apple piece? Yeah, I live those lives without love. Rapunzel trapped, Cinderella a slave, and Snow White soon to be dead.
I wish I was dead now, that's why I have a knife at my side. My only friend… Please God, tell me you'll take good care of me… I wanted a good life but I can see there is nothing good in my life… Good-bye all you hating people who made my life a living Hell!
Sincerely,
May