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Hey okay I need some help! Feel like helping a half insane person? And its nothing to do with the story

Serena could feel the slap of gasoline against her thigh. Well actually, the gasoline was hitting the plastic, that was against her leg. Anyway she felt so tired, so dead beat that she slumped to the dusty, rocky earth. Knowing sleep was sustenance, Serena pushed everything she could into the soft bag and fell asleep.

So there once was a princess.

Many travelers reported that she was the most beautifulest of all. With eyes like sparking mossy gems, and hair that flowed effortlessly, many men fell in love with her, including the snake. She wanted to fall in love with a man too, only there was one problem, the was no way out of the castle. She never wandered out of her courters, she only stared out the window, out at the village.

But being locked up did many things to her mind, many sick and horrible things. She used to help the maid when she dropped plates or her dirty cloth. But now the princess tripped the main on purpose, chastising her on simple and fixable mistakes.

One day when the snow has fallen around the castle she decided to escape the castle. Away from the trap, the cage that she learned to call home.

Picking up her best fur coat and boots she laughingly threw away the sheet that her maid told her to use as a sail. She threw it out the window and stepped forward.

"BUT WAIT!" the maid yelled, her chubby limbs flailing.

"You need to wait, until the matchmaking festival that is occurring tomorrow!" The princess considered and closed the window sighing. There maybe one chance ,one day.

The corset gown felt uncomfortable on her from lack of movement. She had said no to every man of the Village. She was ready to leave. She hated this castle, this town! Each man came to her room, pleading, how dare some even show their face! Grabbing her coat she stepped out of the window. She squeezed her eyes shut and. …. Something tripped her. The princess was falling helplessly. It was painless. For she was getting.. Sleepy. With the every passing second she felt like letting go. With the last sweep of her eyes, she saw a snake bite on her foot.