Chapter One of The First Book I ever wrote. (Age 11)
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Chapter One.
Once upon a time there was a young girl named Lucy she had dreams that could come true but what she didn't know was that in the last chapter of this book, one of her dreams would come true, would you believe it if you dreamed of something completely possible in reality, and then it happens in front of your eyes? Most people wouldn't because most people usually dream of impossible things like a talking cat or meeting a friendly monster and things like that.
But that's what imaginations are
For, for you to dream of your own world for instance, you could dream of trees being cotton candy instead of Leaves, or that bunny rabbits had four feet, or that magic was real, dream of what you like!
But if you dream of things possible to happen in reality like... Being a teacher or a tutor when you grow up, or own every breed of cat in the world (That's my dream!) or becoming a princess.
You could grow up to be a prince or princess, look at Cinderella, if you cut out the fairy godmother and the magic and everything it could be possible to happen in reality, but a bit odd to happen to someone like that...
Imagine.. Your own maid at home
Who works hard for a living, then suddenly, there's a ball.
But being a maid isn't easy, imagine you Having to work day and night cooking; cleaning, making the beds, washing the dishes and all that, it's hard work!
So you, your maid and the family go to the ball, and the prince would choose your very own maid, I find that extremely weird!
But I'll tell you this:
Every one gets a happy ending Right?
So maybe you don't want to dance with the prince and just have fun?
That could be your odd dream, perhaps you don't like balls, parties and celebrations, the important thing to you is just to have fun and enjoy... but what if you become a prince or princess on that day?!!
The symptoms would be there:
Shock, happiness and a little Terrifying.
And that's exactly what happened to young Lucy, Lucy was a girl with wild dreams, But one of them will be coming true, but only if she's patient.
It all started out 5 years ago, Lucy
Was thirteen years old then, and her mother died when she was only six years old, her mother always told her she'd be a princess some day, but Lucy didn't realize that she'd actually end up being one!
But ever since her mom died she never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever stopped dreaming of being a princess and she's eighteen years old now! But she isn't like other teenagers, because Most teenagers are interested in make up and jewelry and things like that, but she was always dreaming of the future, what she would look like when she's
Older and what her career would be, would she be a doctor or a dentist, maybe a scientist, a chemistry or science teacher maybe she might be a musician or an art teacher, but what?! There are too many jobs and careers to choose from! but she didn't need to think about that just yet, because she was busy remembering the day she and her father moved away, they went to live with they're grandmother she loved her father dearly, he and his wife treat her properly and she grew up to be a nice and tender young girl, but when she was fifteen years old Her dad died, she cried for several nights but then she finally sucked it up and Carried on with her life
Her grandfather died in a car crash, for Lucy that's very abnormal (means unusual) because it doesn't
Happen to many people, barley any people at all.
Her grandma was in her seventy's
She had a cozy and small house to live in and had two cats: Maxwell and Ginger.
Her grandmother loved Persian cats, she couldn't resist them!
Lucy was usually the one who had to feed the cats everyday, Lucy thinks her grandmother is too old to have cats, but both Maxwell and Ginger are both very old cats, they don't even bother chasing the Mice anymore, one day Lucy was sitting on the sofa stroking Ginger and her grandma was sitting next to her.
"Are we doing anything today?'' asked Lucy
"We might go shopping for a bit" said her grandmother
"I need some new shirts, my old one's are quite worn out" said Lucy
"That gives us a reason to go out" said grandma
"Well if we don't have anything to shop for, what's the point of going out?" Asked Lucy
"What else is there to do here?'' said grandma
"Whatever'' said Lucy and she went up to her room to get dressed
Her grandma was still sitting on the sofa; she seemed to have fallen asleep.
Lucy sighed a deep breath and woke up her grandmother.
"God, what were you dreaming of grandma?" and she giggled a little
"I've already forgotten what I was dreaming of, say, why are you dressed?" asked grandma yawning
"You said we'd go shopping" said Lucy sounding annoyed
"Oh right! I almost forgot! Well I'm off to get dressed, don't let the cats out!'' said grandma
"I won't" said Lucy
Lucy sat by the window, dreaming
Of meeting a prince, but Lucy just took a deep breath and waited, saying nothing neither thinking of anything.
"All-right I'm ready now!''
Lucy's grandmother was wearing a cheapish looking pink skirt, with a pink and red striped shirt, it looked ridiculous, but her grandma never really cared about fashion.
Did you bring some money, Lucy? Asked grandma
And that's what Lucy was forgetting, after she brought her grandma's leather purse, and they finally got out of the house, the king and queen were on the carriage, passing by and everybody was waving to them
And behind them was the prince waving to all the people.
"Oh right! It's New Year! That's what I was forgetting! I even marked the calendar so I wouldn't forget what bad luck" Said grandma and she was very surprised.
Lucy was looking directly at him and she realized; she was in love.
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When I look back on it and read it, I realize how much I've improved.
And how much this story is crappy. But it's my first ever work so I'm proud of it. ^o^ -
It's good, it just needs some proof-reading
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I wrote it when I was 11 Rofl, it's so crappy.
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I love it. ^.^
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Really? Hmm, I kinda think it's crappy compared to know but thanks anyways. =)
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I think it would make a great childreen's book.
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