Hi! Read this. It shall move you emotionally; then move you to review!
This is a fictional story about fictional characters. None of this is true!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. not Snow White, Grumpy, Sneezy, Doc, Dopy, Happy, Sleepy, Bashful, or the witch. But I do own the handsome prince. lol j/k ( I do not own the prince)
What if everything you grew to know and love suddenly dissapeared and you were left with nothing? All you had were the clothes on your back a ring that belonged to your mother, and the single white rose that you were sure to grab as you left the burning house. This situation had suddenly overwhelmed Terra. Everything had started out normal, but she now found herself standing alone in the middel of a snow-covered clearing. She was alone in the freezing blizzard wearing only a thin blue dress.
She awoke to the agonizing, painful shreiks of her mother, and she knew something was wrong. There was another voice too. One that she didn't recognize. It was a deep male voice, and he was yelling loudly at her mother. She ran downstairs to find a masked man with a gun standing over the blood-covered body that she once knew as her mom and only friend. Clutched tightly in her mom's left hand was a single white rose. What the rose meant, Terra did not know. She could not respond to the horror that she was now part of, and she knew that if she had only stayed in her room the masked man would not know she were there. Now he would have to kill her too. Staring at her horridly, the man spilled the lighter fluid from his pocket onto the floor. Then, he lit a match. As he ran to the door, he threw the match running wildly away. The house burst into flames in an instant. Terra somehow knew that she needed to stay alive. She could not stay in the house and give up her life. Somewhere out in the world she was needed. Gasping on the the ground for breath, Terra crawled out the door. It was not until hours later that she noticed the rose in her hand. How it had gotten there she did not know. Nothing made sense to her.
Recalling the events now Terra could only cry. What was she to do? Surely she was to stay in the clearing and freeze. But she knew that she could not. A voice in her head would not let her. Where the voice came from she did not know, for surely it was not her conscience. She marched on through the blizzard numb and weazing. The cold ate at her feet. She knew she could not go on as she felt the strength she had left in her fade away. She fell to the ground.
They finally got word that The Chosen One lay in the midst of a snow covered plain dying. They were destined to find, teach, and save her. When they finally found her she was covered in the wreched white fluff, barely visible through the snow. It took all seven of them to lift her onto the small cart attached to a donkey/horse/mule-looking thing, and they took her away.
When she finally woke up, she found herself in a small apartment lying on a soft green couch. Her long thick black hair had been pulled back out of her face, and she knew she had not worn it that way. Suddenly, a man appeared.He was small, and wore a dark blue cloak and thick glasses that Terra could tell were used only when reading. Pulling the glassses off, he sat on the bed beside Terra.
"I know you are weary and confused, but I am here to tell you your destiny. Who I am is not important so do not ask. Just sit and listen."
( If you are confused about this don't worry. it will get clearer later. Promise! Stick around there will be plenty more)
I shall leave off ther. But never fear I shall add on later. Since this is my first story I would like to know what you think. Please review! There is another chapter tough so don't worry if you thought this was a little short.
