Once upon a time, in a far away land there lived a beautiful princess named Iris. She was the most envied girl in the whole kingdom because of her extraordinary beauty and wealth. Iris was not only beautiful outside, but her heart of gold was what people lusted after the most. Ok. ok! hold up! Cut the crap. Yes, my names Iris but no my life's definitely not a fairy tale.
Allow me to introduce myself. Hi, my name's Iris. My father is a king of a very, awesome kingdom. We're extremely rich, but wealth isn't always what it seems. I'm sixteen and will be seventeen in a few months. I've never had a real boyfriend and secretly, never kissed a guy. I have long brownish red hair that is some-what wavy. My eyes are a deep dark blue and I'm about 5'3, yeah I know, short. My real name, Marilyn, I secretly hate that name. So when I'm by myself or with my maid servant, my preferred name is Iris Rose, beautiful isn't it?
Every little girl dreams of being a princess. I suppose they like what goes with being a princess, such as: The bright pretty dresses, getting whatever you want, the food, oh, and let us not forget the handsome prince that must go along with all of this (unfortunately my price charming hasn't come along yet.)
While the other little girls were dreaming of being an elegant princess; I was dreaming of being like other little girls, other little girls that had a Mommy, other little girls that won't have to have an arranged marriage to the worst person you could imagine.
Still want to be a princess or think I'm lucky? Yeah that's what I thought. Did I mention I always have to smile and be pleasant? Well, I do.
Two words, "Broomly Edgerton." two very sophisticated words that I happen to hate. First of all, who in the world has a name like Broomly? Second, Broomly is a little weasel that wants my crown and money. Sadly, my father can't see past his little act and has arranged for me to marry to him when I become of eligible age, that is. I despise him, and will hopefully dispose of him the first chance possible.
My mother died giving birth to me, therefore I have never known my mother, or what it would be like to have a Mom. I do so envy other girls!
The only one who really gets me is Lizzie. Her name is Elizabeth, but I like to call her Lizzie or Liza. She's the only one I can really count on.
I'm afraid I have to go, Father wants me and will through a horrible fit if I'm there soon.
Until next time I remain yours truly,
Iris Rose Harris
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I put down my pen and stashed my dairy somewhere where it would not be found. If it was to be found, my father would surely come up with some punishment. My life could make a great story someday and one day, I hope to publish what's in it. My secret obsession is writing. I especially love to write poems or to just pour my heart out with all the feelings welling up inside me. Of course, if Dad knew, he would think it not proper for a teenage girl, especially a princess, to be writing such things. I'm afraid my dad isn't very found of me. I walked down the stairs to where my father was sitting. Tapping his foot against the floor impatiently.
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What do you think? It mean a whole lot if you would comment and tell me.... :)
is there gonna be anither one please tell when it's up??!!!!
lovey1052 7 months ago
@lovey1052 Yeahh:D. It goes up to chapter four and I should be posting another soon :) :D :)
AlyBieberIsTheGirl 7 months ago