Day 8 + A Story

My earliest memory of my BFF:

My best friend and I have known each other since we were born. In fact, our moms crossed the country together. We always joke around and say that we communicated telepathically while we were still cells.

I have a few early memories of her. I don’t remember too far back. Once, when we were about six, we were having a sleepover at her house, which was two hours away from my house. My younger brother was playing with her younger brother.

One of our plans for that night was a midnight snack.  Our brothers kept telling us no, don’t do that! So my friend said,

“You can guard us from the refrigerator.”

They were fine with that, and they slept in the room next to the kitchen. At midnight they were asleep, and we walked right past them.

I have a lot of great memories of my BFF. Walks in her neighborhood, coming to my house for my birthday, camping trips, and texting each other like crazy in summer 2014. Thank you for those memories.

On another note, I’m participating in Bella’s writing contest! Bella, I’ll have the two I missed up soon.

Here goes:

No one ever thought the daughter of Snow White, also known as the fairest of them all, could be anything but beautiful. My mother loved me, she did, but she didn’t allow me to wear makeup.

“You’re beautiful just as you are,” she would tell me. It was easy for her to say. She had long, black silky hair, red lips, and fair skin. My hair was a dull shade of blonde, and my lips were almost the color of her skin.

Today was the same as any other day. I got up, and like I did every day, looked in my mirror to see if some magical transformation had happened overnight, but nothing about me had changed. I put on some clothes and grabbed my backpack.

“Bye, Mom!” I called. 

“Goodbye, Rosette!” 

It’s Rose, I added silently in my head. Rose. 

As I approached the front door of my school in DC, I heard someone shouting my name. I quickly spun around, scared, then I realized it was Auralie, daughter of Aurora. That’s one reason we’re friends. Auralie and I can’t tell anyone who are parents are. The consequence?


“Rose, I have big news!” Auralie exclaimed. I sighed. For Aura, big news could be new shoes.  

“What is it?” I asked. 

She grinned from ear to ear. She leaned in and whispered, “There’s a new girl.”

“But, Aura, there are new students here all the time,” I said.

“But this one is a from our world too,” Auralie said even quieter. Our world, the world of fairy tales, was in another dimension completely. Our parents had never told us what it was called, in fear that it would endanger us, so we just called it “Story Land”. 

“How do you- how could you know?” I asked.

“My mother found out. I’m not sure how, but she has her ways.” I half squealed. Aura and I were the only ones at our performance arts school who where from, as the people of earth say, fairy tales. 

It would be nice to have someone to talk to, to understand what it was like. 

I half ran into homeroom, I was so excited. I sat down in my seat. After a few minutes, a girl I didn’t recognize walked in. She had cinnamon colored curled hair, light blue eyes, and a pink sun dress. She locked her eyes into mine. 

That’s when I realized who it was- the daughter of the evil queen Grimhilde, my destined sworn enemy. The villains were in this world. Our lives were in jeopardy.

“Welcome,” I said to her coldly.

“Glad to be here,” she replied. 


That’s it for today! I could do a part two of this later if you guys wanted.


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