Stevi

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Stevi's Point Of View:
I was just eating a snack after a long day at school suddenly I felt some thing hard hit me on the head, then I heard something hit the floor. I looked over and I saw a vase shattered on the floor, then I passed out, when I woke up I wasn't in my living room anymore, I was in someone else's bedroom. Just then a young boy walked in, he had black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin and he was wearing some ancient night gown and cap. "What are you doing in my bedroom?" Asked the boy, I could tell by the sound of his voice that he was british. "I don't know." I answered scared. "You know it is very rude to break into the bedroom of a Prince!" Said the boy angrily. " I told you I don't know how I got here, the the only thing I remember is being in my living room and getting hit in the head with a vase!" I said about to cry.

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