Now let's see where to start...oh sorry I didn't I introduce myself I am Snow White but that it really just my nickname my real name is actually very hard for you to pronounce
For it is in is in elvish, Most people call me Snow White because of my black hair and Snow White skin. Let's start from the beginning the very beginning all the way back before I was born, A elf sat in a tower overlooking a snowy country side, she was weaving a tapestry , when she pricked herself with the needle , a trop of elvish blood fell onto the patch of snow outside her window. "My daughter will have skin as white as snow and lips like roses" she said, I still don't know how she knew that I wasn't even born then...but on the other hand she may have seen the future... Through that event. Though it is rare she felt a sudden joy stir up inside, for elves rarely have children ( at least every once in awhile). About a month later I was born , and just as mother had said I had rose red lips , and skin as white as snow, but all was not well mother had died at giving birth, and father was in deep sorrow over her death. She was buried Ina tomb with roses. Years past by... And father married again this time to a human l, he felt more comfortable with a person who wouldn't out live him. And I well...my step mother who became queen was not fond of me, when father wasn't around she would
Box my ears , and force me to do all the chores the servants would do.
When father was around she would act so sweet and gentle and blame me for getting my dress dirty and things like that. When father heard that he would send me to my room .'he trusted her to much...he acted like she was like my mother who I never knew...'I would think to myself when I Was sent to my room.
'Why did he have to marry that horrible women?
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