Once upon a time there was a princess. She lived in a beautiful kingdom in a beautiful palace with her lovely family who loved her. She was kind and treated everyone like a friend. The people in the kingdom loved her. She was pretty and she sweet and funny and playful. But she was cursed. The curse didn't effect her growing up. She was still happy.
Her whole life she thought everything was perfect. Suddenly- the kingdom began an ill season. People were getting sick, angry, starting wars on each other, killing their friends, neighbors, themselves.. People she loved left her for many reasons. While her kingdom burned and her people died, she was confined to her warm, serene castle with her loving parents and her siblings. She was well fed and cared for. She had all the books she could ever read. But she stood out on the balcony and reached out to those she loved- all just out of reach. She watched, day after day, as her people suffered and died and she could do nothing but weep for them.
It was only then the princess knew her curse. She was cursed to watch everyone she loved suffer while she could do nothing about it. She was cursed to forever be happy while the people she loved couldn't.
She still wept for her kingdom until there was nothing left. She became an empty shell- the husk of the beautiful princess she once was. She roamed the Castle and the streets of her kingdom, crying out, screaming, calling to people that were long gone. She's all that's left.
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Short Stories
RandomThis is a collection of random short stories I came up with or heard or even experienced. So that's that. Proceed if you daaaaaarrreeeee... Tw: self harm, suicide, homophobia, d e a t h, um light light gore?
