Hey peoples! This is a story I wrote for my English assignment….yeah, boring I know…Well its not long maybe a couple hundred words….I don't know…Anyway! Tell me what you guys think and what grade I would get on it. (Be truthful, flames welcome…I guess) The first paragraph pretty much is what my teacher told us to write. On to the story!

P.S. The princess's is going to be Hannah. So if you review refer to her as Hannah. :)

DISCLAIMER:

I OWN THIS STORY!!! LITERALLY! No copying!! :\

The night was cold, wet, and dreary. The hand of the clock just struck 10:59. The man knew his time was limited, 1 hour, 1 minute left to go before the princess would have to come out and leave.

This man's plan was to kidnap the princess, force her to marry him, then kill her father, the king, so he could have control over all of Europe. His plan would be set in stone as soon as he finished laying all his traps and preparing for his plan. But he was so determined on finishing quickly he didn't notice the princess watching him from afar. She watched and waited until the time was right for her to reveal her presence. Just as the clock was about to strike 12 midnight, she stepped out of her hiding spot and cleared her throat.

The man gasped, jumping a foot in the air, and spinning around to stare wide-eyed at the beautiful princess.

"Sir! If I may ask, what must you be doing? It is against my fathers law that a peasant should be out so late! Especially on a royal residence! What are you doing?!" The princess demanded!

"Well, my name is Sir Timothy Doyle, milady. I am just…exploring this residence. It really is quite fascinating!" The man told the young naïve princess. Or so he thought she was rather naïve.

"Oh! Well of course, then! Let me give you a tour of my grand palace!" She stated, gesturing him to follow, with a small glint in her eye.

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After a few conversations over small nothings, and the grand tour, the princess led the man to the front patio of the palace.

He deliberated for a couple moments before deciding now would be the best time to kidnap the princess.

He grabbed her wrist swiftly, but the princess was one step ahead of him. She had made sure to watch him very closely. The princess grabbed a 9 mm gun from her petticoat and a swift knife from her dress pocket.

She quickly put the gun to the man's head and held it there, saying, "Now, Sir, I wouldn't try that if I were you. I'm a black belt." With that she shot him. Right on his left temple. He, of course, died instantly. She smiled with triumph. That will teach people to try to steal the throne from her dear parents.

The princess counted on her fingers how many men have tried to steal the throne. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...

7 attempts, 7 fails…

The list goes on and on…

Hola again! Please tell me what you think! :) Ohh! And don't forget to put what grade you think I might get! Be hard! Really short? Yeah I know! Sorry! ;P By the way, my English teacher grades HARD! Gahh!

My life, well English grade, depends on you guys!

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Love always, ~Tori!