Hi guys, sorry for not posting in a while… I got sick and then my son got sick…..so everyone got sick…. *BUY ALL THE MEDS*….. *SLEEP ALL THE DAY* …lollllll Anyways… should be back to once a week unless something else comes up again…. (please no)…
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That part right here happens right after they went to see the trolls after little Anna got struck by Elsa the first time and all memories of magic are erased. Enjoy.
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I have been crying for two days. What that troll said meant that I could never be myself anymore. Never. Mama kept knocking at my door, begging me to open it so we could talk but I needed space. I decided to keep it locked. Even tho I felt lonely. I couldn't believe what I had done. I kept staring at my hands, wondering "why me?". I practiced, I tried freezing and un-freezing some books from my library, but every single time I ended up freezing half the room. At one point, I threw all the books across my bed, leaving pages flying slowly towards the ground. A page fell at my feet and I saw the drawing. That little girl, Rapunzel was alone. I was here, in my room, my parents trying to help me. And all I could do was be stubborn and complain that I was lonely and sad. Not once I thought that some people might have it worst. Some people, like her, were kidnapped or even killed. Some fight anger every day. Some get too sick and die. I am a Princess who has uncontrollable powers and an immense amount of people willing to help her figure it out. How did I become so selfish? Or when have I not been? As the realization settled in, I dropped the little drawing and I ran to the door to unlock it. I swung it open and saw the most heartbreaking vision I would ever see. Mama was laying on the floor, her head resting on Papa's lap while he was playing with her hair. He turned to look at me and made Mama sit, her eyes glittering from crying too much. They then stood on their knees and opened their arms, in which I ran. That hug probably lasted for twenty minutes before I had the courage to get back to a normal standing position. I twirled my fingers together and said:
-Mama, Papa, I want to be me, I want to learn to control it, I want to learn to be selfless and serious, I want to learn to be a Queen, I want to be a good person…
-But honey, you are…
I lifted my hand, stopping mom from continuing her elaborate description of me being fantastic and continued:
-I will do everything that I can and that I have to do to learn how to control and manage this. Meanwhile, I will not see Anna and I will remain in my room to keep people safe.
-Elsa! Papa said. We love you the way you are, you do not need to do this, we will figure it out.
By that point, Mama was crying, holding her hands to her cheeks while daddy hugged her tightly.
-No Papa. This is how I intend to repay for what I did to Anna. Also, so that it never happens again to anyone else. Will you, my parents, the King and Queen, help me become a miracle instead of a monster?