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Mirror Mirror On The Wall

Mirror Mirror On The Wall

Levia

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Mirror mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all." These were the very words spoken by the evil queen Ravenna to the magic mirror 19 years ago. 19 years ago, Snow-white defeated her evil stepmother, regained her throne and was united with her true love, Prince Eric. A year later, Snow white delivered a set of twin girls. The first was Edith. She was just like her mother, the fairest of them all. Filled with confidence,pride, beauty, popularity and poise , she was known throughout the twelve kingdoms as the perfect Princess. But the other daughter was nothing to write home about. She lacked everything that Edith had , but had everything that Edith lacked. Zarahni - known by everyone as Rahni- lacked the true beauty that every fairytale princess had. It was proven that her maids possessed more beauty than she did. A kind heart she had , also a good nature and calm spirit. She was used to the shadows and it never bothered her when the limelight was always on her sister. One day , a shocking revelation was made making her question everything she had ever know. Finding about the magical Jewels of Kadesh and her crucial part to play. Finding the secret diary of Queen Ravenna, she is given the chance to relieve Ravenna's life and find out the secret of the world unknown by all. By solving riddles, learning new trick and with a little confidence she was able to find the legendary magic mirror and her magical adventure starts with one simple spell. "Mirror Mirror On The Wall." ****************

Chapter 1 Just me

Sitting on a swing which was attached to an old Oak tree which was at the end of the garden playground. In the meadowed area kids played about laughing . Chasing butterflies and running after each other. They looked so happy, so at peace. They belonged where they were. They were not out of place like I was

I swung my legs back and forth slowly to go with the tempo of the swing. I clutched the story book which was on my laps like my dear life depended on it. My knuckles were white and my eyes teary red.

"Hey freak!" A voice called out obviously addressing me.

I'm the only freak around.

I quickly cleaned my eyes and turned to face my tormentor.

It was a boy I knew all too well. The Prince charming. Prince Derick with blue eyes and honey colored hair. He had a smug look on his face and mischief dancing around in his eyes.

I took a deep breath. Bracing myself for whatever he threw at me.

"Why are you so ugly?." Prince Derick asked me.

I raised and eyebrow up." Huh?" I said pretending that I didn't hear what he said.

"I said why are you so ugly . " He repeated putting his hands on his hips and staring down at me.

"I don't know." I simply mumbled out and stood up from the swing. In I hurry to leave I lost my balance and fell flat on the ground.

Derick laughed at me and I fought the hot tears back.

"You obviously have to know." He pressed on even with me on the floor.

I stood up, dusted myself up and looked him straight in the eye.

"How am I supposed to answer that question." I asked him with tears burning my eyes.

"But you just have to know why. I mean your sister is so beautiful and sweet while you are....." He trailed off in his sentence and stared down at me in disgust ."... Unbelievably ugly and pathetic."

He words caught like razor and hurt my soul. Hot tears that were threatening to fall finally got their way and rolled down my cheek.

"Awwwnn is the little Princess crying..." he mocked me "well why won't you cry when you are weak. It's a good thing you're sister will be queen not you."

When he was done raining down abuses on me I heard a laugh from behind. I turned to see Derick walking over to a beautiful brown haired girl.

She smirked at my crumbled figure and blow a mock air kiss at me. She turned away and walked hand in hand with Derick.

The one person who was meant to be with me. To stand beside me was the one who tore me apart. My own twin sister.

Why I'm I not like my sister ? She's beautiful and loved by absolutely everyone and I ? I was a mistake from the beginning.

Several thoughts went through my head. Ways to end the pain forever and I was only able to find two. One way was to leave the palace and never look back, get enough gold to last me for a lifetime but I couldn't pull that off. I was only eight. Where would I go , how would I survive.

I won't last a second in that cruel world. I might be eight but I know that the world isn't rainbows and unicorns. Unicorns died up to a hundred years ago and they aren't coming back.

If they were still around,I would make a wish for it to all stop. The pain, the harsh treatment. I'm not Edith and I'll never be.

A queen

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