Princess Danielle

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Once upon a time… I know what you are thinking, oh no not that type of story again. They always go Once a upon a time there was a princess and a prince, then comes along the bad guy they try to keep the princess away from the prince. It works. The bad guy messes up a relationship but then it gets better and they live happily ever after. The End. Those are great stories but are predictable. Not this one, so let’s start again. Once upon a time, there was a beautiful maiden called Danielle. She has the reddest hair you could imagine, (it has the slightest curls); bright blue eyes, light skin, and 5’3. Yes, she was a princess, but not any ordinary one. Danielle detested being a princess. She never invited any of her friends over because they would see all of her belonging and her parent’s castle. Anytime she had a birthday party it would be somewhere else, but not at her palace. This year she is turning 13th. Maybe this time she might let them in on her secret. Ya, I’m her best friend Ivy; I am 13 years old. I have brown hair with blonde streaks, and I have vivid green eyes, and l’m 5’2! Know everything about Danielle. I am the one she tells all of her deepest darkest secrets. I know all about her being a princess and stuff but the only reason I know is because she was ill one day. So, in 5th grade I brought her homework and class work. My mom dropped me off one block away from Danielle’s house (unknowingly). I was strolling around looking for the address her mom gave me. I sauntered over to the next neighborhood and there was castle right behind tons of huge buildings with billboards on top of them so no one could see it. I was shocked. I guessed this was for the rich, maybe 10 mansions long, five stories high, the lightest pink, w... ... middle of paper ... ...ool friend and mine too. Danielle was nowhere to be seen. “Presenting, Princess Danielle,” Austin and David exclaimed in unison. Danielle came down the tall stair case. She was wearing a short teal, light pink and purple dress. From her waist and up was teal. From below her waist were purple and the littlest shade of pink ruffles. She was wearing white high heels with two straps in an x formation around her feet; Danielle was wearing white pearl earring, a choker which was a little loose also made of pearls, and a pearl bracelet around her left wrist. Upon her head was a tiara. I gasped. She rushed down the stairs and exclaimed “This is not a look, for my party. This is my life. I am a princess. My brothers are princess; my mother is a Queen, and my father a King. I live in a castle in which you are standing in now. I am Princess Danielle Elizabeth Trasowech!”

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