Hey people, this is Ella's daughter and she is CURSED, so yeah.**
Kind of runs in the family, huh?*
By the way, my other pen name is KayWP, so if there is some ideas in here that are the same as the other one, I'm not doing plagiarism.*
I did a new one, because that pen name sucked and this one is no better, but still. I got bored with the other story and it's bad anyway so I'm starting a new one.
Anyways, here's the story, Elsa Enchanted. (get it?)
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It started out when I was born. My mother, Ella, Court Linguist and Cook's Helper of Kyrria (she refused the title 'princess'), gave birth to me. Then, I was visited by the great fairy, Lucinda.*
Now, Lucinda did learn her lesson about big magic, but this time, she brought another fairy with her, Cecelia, a beginner, and Lucinda had not taught her anything. Actually, Lucinda had taught her before, but that was before she learned about big magic. So, before, Lucinda had taught her about obedience spells and forced love curses. And Lucinda forgot to un- teach Cecelia everything she had learned. And so, when Lucinda told Cecelia to give her the gift, Cecelia thought that she'd be creative and give me the "gift" of honesty.*
I've always been honest, whether I like it or not. Even if someone has not asked me a question, I just say what's on my mind. A regular person be able to keep their rude thoughts to themselves, but I cannot. It just flies out.*
Once, I had a friend, Chelsee, and she was wearing a new dress. It was beautiful, and I it popped out of my mouth and I told her that it looked pretty. She beamed, and then, I opened my mouth again and said that she was a rich, arrogant snot, that spent money on dresses and not helping people. She looked pretty angry, and I said some other bad things about her, mostly because I was jealous. But I swear, I was only thinking them, then it popped out.*
On some occasions, I've tried not thinking, but it's useless. My brain is always filled words.*
Mother sympathies me, and tries not to notice when I say some bad things. It is so impossible, though, because once in every while, a child thinks something bad about their parents, but have enough sense not to say it out loud or else get a spanking. I don't have the sense. I can't.*
It is extremely frustrating, seeing it is that I have had no friends at all. I'll bet that the acquaintances that I've met so far have thought some pretty bad things about me, too, but they don't mouth off like I do.*
When I turned sixteen, I was literally the most unpopular princess there ever was. Mother wants to keep secret of my curse, so every one in Kyrria just think that I am a foul, moody, princess.*
I so-o want to be free of this curse. Mother fell in love with Father, and she somehow just did it. No one would love me, though, because no one would be able to put up with all my rantings. Or so I thought.
Kind of runs in the family, huh?*
By the way, my other pen name is KayWP, so if there is some ideas in here that are the same as the other one, I'm not doing plagiarism.*
I did a new one, because that pen name sucked and this one is no better, but still. I got bored with the other story and it's bad anyway so I'm starting a new one.
Anyways, here's the story, Elsa Enchanted. (get it?)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~******************~*~*~*~*~*
It started out when I was born. My mother, Ella, Court Linguist and Cook's Helper of Kyrria (she refused the title 'princess'), gave birth to me. Then, I was visited by the great fairy, Lucinda.*
Now, Lucinda did learn her lesson about big magic, but this time, she brought another fairy with her, Cecelia, a beginner, and Lucinda had not taught her anything. Actually, Lucinda had taught her before, but that was before she learned about big magic. So, before, Lucinda had taught her about obedience spells and forced love curses. And Lucinda forgot to un- teach Cecelia everything she had learned. And so, when Lucinda told Cecelia to give her the gift, Cecelia thought that she'd be creative and give me the "gift" of honesty.*
I've always been honest, whether I like it or not. Even if someone has not asked me a question, I just say what's on my mind. A regular person be able to keep their rude thoughts to themselves, but I cannot. It just flies out.*
Once, I had a friend, Chelsee, and she was wearing a new dress. It was beautiful, and I it popped out of my mouth and I told her that it looked pretty. She beamed, and then, I opened my mouth again and said that she was a rich, arrogant snot, that spent money on dresses and not helping people. She looked pretty angry, and I said some other bad things about her, mostly because I was jealous. But I swear, I was only thinking them, then it popped out.*
On some occasions, I've tried not thinking, but it's useless. My brain is always filled words.*
Mother sympathies me, and tries not to notice when I say some bad things. It is so impossible, though, because once in every while, a child thinks something bad about their parents, but have enough sense not to say it out loud or else get a spanking. I don't have the sense. I can't.*
It is extremely frustrating, seeing it is that I have had no friends at all. I'll bet that the acquaintances that I've met so far have thought some pretty bad things about me, too, but they don't mouth off like I do.*
When I turned sixteen, I was literally the most unpopular princess there ever was. Mother wants to keep secret of my curse, so every one in Kyrria just think that I am a foul, moody, princess.*
I so-o want to be free of this curse. Mother fell in love with Father, and she somehow just did it. No one would love me, though, because no one would be able to put up with all my rantings. Or so I thought.