Chapter threeI had been writing stories and poems since I was little. I remember one that I wrote about a duckling that was trying to learn how to quack, only I was too little to know how to spell ‘quack’ so I had to change the entire premise of the story to “The Duckling that Said ‘I want my mom’”, or something like that. As a toddler, I’d had my dad read me Peter Pan so many times that, by the time I was two, I could recite the entire story to my baby brother.Chapter three1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
While I’ve always loved words, it wasn’t until middle school that I discovered the true power that they held. I’d struggled with depression back then as well, but then I met a boy who helped me to find an outlet. His name was James Draper, and he was my Prince Charming.
Every girl dreams of being a princess at some point in her life. As a princess, she expects to find a Prince Charming; that tall handsome fellow with dark wavy hair and a soothing voice who comes into her life and s