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I woke up from my dream. It was a nice one, of Belle. How I hated leaving her like this, for days at a time. I rolled over in my nice king-sized bed, not fully conscious. That is, until I hit the floor. Strange. I usually slept right in the middle of the bed, not at the edge. I pushed myself up off the stony floor, still bleary-eyed. I trudged my way to my mirror, which I took from Belle's room, so that I could keep an eye on her. I held it up to my face and said "Show me-" but then abruptly stopped. Because where there would be, should be my face, was the depiction I had grown to hate, the personification of my selfish self, and the thing that plagued my nightmares. The Beast.
I roared and almost threw the mirror down before realizing that it was glass and would break. At least I still had my common sense. I took a few deep, calming breaths before sitting on the bed. What should I do? Return to Belle? But how would I get to the castle without someone seeing me? I was jerked out of my thoughts by footsteps outside of my door. I hurriedly ran to the bathroom, shutting the door just as the servant entered. "Your Majesty?" she asked timidly. "Are you alright?" "Yes, I'm fine." I said, trying to make my voice more human.
She sounded unsure. "Alright, your Majesty. Call if you need anything." I remained silent as I heard her retreat. I needed to think this through. I couldn't be seen. I opened the door and made my way to the window. I hopped out (thankfully my room was on the ground floor). I didn't look back as I ran to the forest that separated our kingdoms on all fours. Just like the beast I was.
All right, I'm really unsure of this story. So you must tell me, in reviews, to continue, or I won't. I've got more to do. So review and tell me how good, bad, or meh this story is.