1. Sleeping beauty
By: Monique Tondato
Once upon a time (doesn’t it always start that
way), there lived a beautiful maiden (ha, talk about
original, not!), who had a stepmother that lit green
fire, and had white strips running down her silky black
hair (finally, a good classic), and of course who is this
story about? No one knows, because every single
princess starts like this, and its so annying! It like I
work for the same people! I’m a fairy, the youngest
one in fact. I’m 72 years old (did I say I’m
immortal), and I have to play several roles in this
story. Here’s my side of the story Sleeping Beauty.
Nana, Mama, and I decided that I would put the
“plan (top secret)” into action. Step 1: become
Aurora’s, a beautiful maiden that’s a poor maid’s
friend. So I would have to turn 17 (again), and after
shifting my body into my 17 year old form (which was
very tiring) I saw a girl in a tattered dress wiping a
window. She was stunning! Her golden hair flowed
down to her hip, and her face looked flawless with clear
blue eyes.
I sat down on a bench for 3 hours. I really mean
3 hours! After a few minutes she left to go clean her

2. step-mother’s bedrooms, which believe me looks like a
hurricane came trough. After half of my daylight hours
spent on sitting on a bench, she came to look out
window and saw me sitting there. After 3-4 hours (,
honestly I lost track of time). She quietly opened the
door the door and slipped outside. Ok I’m just
making a comment but this girl had super selthy
powers. I would hire her as a criminal, preferably a
robber, because of her quietness. She silently krept up
to me and sat next to me on my bench (I actually made
the bench out of magic-so yea).
“Hello,” she said softly, her voice was smooth
and calming.
“Hello, I’m Lila,” I wouldn’t tell her I’m a
fairy, (or the blue one as a matter of fact,) I don’t want
to gloat.
“I’m Aurora, a puny maid, but some day I’ll
become a princess, with stunning jewels, and gowns
made of gold satin and lace,” I noticed just the I
snapped my fingers. She stopped for a moment-like
she froze, and birds stood still in mid air. I snapped
my fingers and all went back to normal. “And all the
maidens will look at me with role modeling eyes, and
the wedded women will be over flowing with jelesoy”
Aurora proclaimed as she continued.

3. We met every week. After that joyous week I
never saw her again, until a further date of course. I
was dreaming. I saw a tower in my dream with a
maiden by a pointy object sleeping and her spirit
chanting “kiss me prince and I shall awake if you’re
the chosen one.” It was Aurora, but she would’ve
looked like a woman by now, but now I’m guessing
I’m so smart, her stepmother sniffed out my magic to
then realize her hated step daughter was previously
hanging out with her fairy godmother.(Well one of
them at least),and the step mother got so angry,she
gave her a sleeping potion ( I like pills better).
Suddenly Nana’s voice screamed in my dream. “Lila,
wake up!) Her voice was filled with rush and panic. I
noticed right when I bolted upright, I was still in my
17 year old form trying to look for Aurora. I was
crying and I must’ve seen the point of view in my
dreams of the next victim of the step mother. Nana had
her pink dress on with her matching wand, and Mama
had her green dress on , which made her look skinny
but mine made me look fat. We teleported to Aurora’s
tower, and my task was to lure in princes to kiss her.
So far I had prince accept and was coming. It was a
snobbish French prince. He came up the tower and
kissed her gentle soft lips. His looked like stone
crashing into a puddle. I saw her leg twitch, and that

4. was surely a good sign. Nothing else happened so I
levitated him and he fell on his “mighty steed” and got
swallowed into the forest. Many years later came a
prince of Transylvania, a.k.a. Land of the Vampires.
Now this man was strange and said he liked fresh,
living blood, whatever that means and also, he had
ultra pale skin and it glistened in the light, and I
swear he had a trickle of fruit punch at the edge of his
lips. With one swift and quick moment he kissed her,
and then she croaked one word.
“Princess.” Now being a princess was her wish
her desire, to show everyone that she was special too
and when I thought that the prince sped away with
super sonic speed.
50 years later I toyed with some horses that lead
a carriage that was lined with gold, and I honestly
thought nothing of it. Once he reached the tower he saw
the window up high.
“Repunzelle, let down your long, golden, locks,”
then he thought for a little bit and yelled, “Oh dwarfs
do you near Snow White?” I was about to reveal
myself laughing, because of all the weird remarks
when Mama said,
“Sleeping Beauty awaits you in this tower,” then
I thought about it and Sleeping Beauty Is a perfect

5. name for Aurora. He rushed up the stairs and there
awaited Aurora body, lifeless. Her sprit chanted,
“Kiss me Prince! You are the one!” Their lips
touched and her eyes fluttered open, and of course they
lived happily ever after, and that makes me so angry,
‘cause I sent her like 50 letters, but no reply! I hate
being a fairy.
The End!