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| موضوع: The Dreaming Princess الإثنين سبتمبر 08, 2008 1:29 pm | |
| [color:a959=red][size=24] hi everyone i realy missed writing and posting in EF ...i was so busy lately that i didn't have the time to do the thing i love the most in this life and this has put me under too much stress lately today i decided to free myself from everything that took me away here and i wrote this little story you all will notice that the idea is not new but the style is THE APRIL GIRL STYLE yaaaaay ...i am back ^_^
The ♥Dreaming♥ princess
Out in the cold street she stood staring through the big glass window at the living room were a big fireplace warmed the place on the table sat a big plate of cake beside a fancy tray of the Romeo and Juliet China
On a cozy sofa sat the family talking and laughing not caring about the cold snowy world out. In their warm beds, the kids were later tucked covered with blankets made from the loveliest fine wool. Smiling happily in their sleep was how she left them.
Heading to her palace her cold red cheeks shone … and the clowny nose was the same … her skinny legs could barely carry her … holding her scrawling stomach she said:
“I should be careful not to stuff myself up next time it’s difficult to sleep with a full stomach"
Entering the big dark empty park and crossing through the woods on that sidewalk that was crowded with people during the sunny winter day …now only the moon light peeped shyly From behind the gray clouds giving a little beam of light enough to show her way …
Reaching to the far end of that road, she could see the rough edges of rocks that formed the cages that ****ter her at night … She stopped and looked up and took a deep breath followed by a little sigh she told herself
“finally the towers of my palace are seen “
She entered her fairy tale palace and like a real princess she turned and waved with her little cold hands to all the little creatures of the park
“ good night my loyal people… sleep tight my outside kingdom may GOD make tomorrow another new start “
Heading towards a big old ragged sofa in the corner of the cage she put her weary little body and covered it with yesterdays newspaper … closed her little black shinny eyes … peacefully …secure …stuffed and warm … like every night she entered her “MAGICAL DREAMLAND “ it was a palace built specially high over the clouds … a palace so fit in style for a princess like her …
That is how our dreaming princess lived her royal happy life ….
Until one night as she stared through the window … spotted by the family … was invited inside with a warm welcome even warmer than that of the fireplace itself … She ate from the cake and drank from the China cups …washed and cleaned … and well dressed she was tucked in the bed along with the kids of the house …
“This is my dream come true
“she whispered to herself as she closed her eyes eagerly to go to her DREAMLAND PALACE high above the clouds …
But the palace was not there anymore and if she had not been careful she would have fallen from the sky right to the earth …
Restless …afraid …hungry and cold she tossed and she turned under the warm blanket …wondering why her loyal Dreamland was betraying her tonight …
Early the next morning the family found a paper written in a childish handwriting … the letter had said:
“ I can not thank you enough for all that you have done … but there is no place I would be happier in than MY GREAT FAIRY TALE PALACE BUILT IN DREAMLAND THAT LIES HIGH ABOVE THE CLOUDS
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| موضوع: رد: The Dreaming Princess الثلاثاء سبتمبر 09, 2008 4:52 pm | |
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| موضوع: رد: The Dreaming Princess الثلاثاء سبتمبر 23, 2008 12:52 pm | |
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