Annabelle was Perfect

Annabelle Light was always the perfect daughter, the perfect sister, and the perfect princess for her country and her people. She wore the most beautiful and expensive dresses, jewels, shoes, and she also wore the sweetest smile, the most elegant manners, and the fakest modesty. She danced with those boys who were popular only because of their fathers’ titles, she raised the corners of her mouth whenever she heard a compliment, whether it was true or not. She had no friend, no enemy, and no trouble. In other words, she was boring as hell.

Once she did have a friend. It just didn’t last very long due to many complex reasons. And this particular friend was different. In her eyes, this friend was a million times better than any noblemen’s daughters.

When Annabelle was a little girl, she was lonely, and what happened if a child was lonely? Well, she had an imaginary friend. Sure back then little Annabelle didn’t know her friend was imaginary, she thought Libby was just invisible, and clearly being invisible was the most normal thing in the world, it could happen to anyone, right? Little Annabelle was a lively child, she used to running around in the palace, trying to find some mysterious chambers, and making up stories about her ancestors, finding the monsters under her bed. She was fearless,curious, and definitely not a typical girl. When a child made mistakes, she was usually forgiven quite easily, because all mistakes could be interpreted as naiveness, or ignorance. Therefore, Annabelle was still her parents’ favourite daughter even if she usually interrupted his father’s meeting and sneaked into the kitchen in the middle of the night.

Although the palace was enormous, it was not enough. One day, Annabelle finally finished her a...

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Typical, stupid day, if I always have to say something about my day at the beginning. Got caught daydreaming during the class again, Lady Jane threatened to tell my mother. I don’t think my mother would care. If she really want to tell her, be my guest. Things became even harder to bear especially when my 18th birthday was coming. I wonder what’s going to happen. Will they try to get rid of me as soon as possible just like what they did to Amelia?

Or even worse? Oh, almost forgot, not like Amelia, her marriage was the best thing ever happened to her, at least it was what she claimed in her letters. Well, I don’t believe her. Mother said

“ Anna Bear! ”

Someone whispered her name in the dark. The voice was familiar.

Annabelle dropped her quill, and it broke into half on the ground. She didn’t even blink.

No, no way. It’s impossible.