"Gold, get up! It's time to go to the mess hall. Why do I have to yell at you everyday?"

Gold slowly opened his eyes and rubbed his head. He really hated his life. 'Man if I hadn't screwed up then I wouldn't have to deal with this.' He thought.

Gold had messed up big time and it had landed him in prison. He was dragged to the cafeteria and given his food. He was known around the jail as being a know-it-all to put it kindly. He always talked intelligently and used big words. None of the other inmates really liked him. They were too simple minded for him. In which case, Gold ate in peace until someone came over to challenge him in which he always won and left the challenger thoroughly confused.

"Belle, where are you? Belle, you've watched that movie a hundred times. I think it's time we get you out of the house and go do something. You've been stuck in this room long enough filling your head with these foolish fantasies."

"But this movie is my favorite. It's so romantic! The way he looks into her eyes and she gazes back into his. They are so in love!" Belle sighs dreamily. "I wish I had a true love like that."

"Come back to reality, Belle. We're going to the park; you need some fresh air. Sit up so I can put you into your wheelchair."

Belle frowns and sighs, "If only I was normal".
"Well, you're not so stop moping. Why do you have to vocalize that every single day? You had an accident, Belle. This isn't any easier for me than it is for you. Now, push those thoughts away and let's just enjoy the afternoon."

"Alright Gold, we don't usually do this but we have a proposition for you. One of the local charities wants to sponsor *prisoner pen pals*. It's where random law abiding citizens choose to sign up and be paired with prisoners to write letters. Whether you like it or not, we are giving you a pen pal to use your big fluff language on. The organizers are out right now putting up some fliers for the public to see. It shouldn't be long now."

"I'm not certain whether to be intrigued or ready to detach your head from your body." Gold said after the shock wore off.

"I just don't get you sometimes but I'm sure you'll thank me later."

"Isn't this nice, Belle? It's a beautiful day." Belle nodded watching the scenery as she rolled by.
"Oh Belle look, a bulletin board. Let's see what is going on in the community. Maybe we can get you involved in something."

"Prisoner pen pals?" Belle reads. "Who wants to write to a prisoner. That's not exactly romantic."

"You don't know that, Belle. Some of these guys just ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time. I think it's very thoughtful of the jail to consider this for the inmates. They must be lonely."

"I guess," Belle sighed.

"C'mon Belle, think outside the box. This is your chance to encourage somebody and make a difference in the world. Don't rule it out because you think you have nothing in common."

"Ok, I'll give it a try. What's the worst that could happen, right? It's just a letter; not like we are going to meet or anything." Belle gives in.

"That's the spirit. I'm proud of you, Belle. Now you can express yourself through words"

They both smiled at each other and Belle took one of the slips attached to the flier to call the charity later on.