I am such a daydreamer, but I can't help it. I wish I were Cinderella...dancing around in such a beautiful ball gown. I'm sitting here in jeans and a red shirt...very weak and fatigued. I look down at my bony arms and I wish there were more to me than just what I see.

I grew up wanting to be a princess...more importantly...Cinderella. I've looked up to her since I was little (even though she is a cartoon character). I wanted to be her in every way, but real life doesn't work like that.

I walk past this store in the mall and there's this gown that I've admired for a few months now. The gown is white and princess cut and it poofs out really nice. It has silver sequins covering the entire top and then they trail off delicately. Oh, I dream of being in that dress...until...I saw the price tag. *Frown* $400 to be a princess...that's steep. That will take me several paychecks (if I still decide to buy it).

I have been thinking of just putting on one of my dresses or my prom gown and twirling around my room with my tiara on.

Well, I need to have some sleep. I want to dream of my Marty because I miss him ever so much. He's my prince charming and I am so happy that I found my prince.

@->--,

Princess Kimerella

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