Ahhh the good old days! When you could just lay on your pink bed and dream about a royal lifestyle, about a handsome prince, about that perfect dress that would make you look stunning, and, in my case, about leading a kingdom made up of chocolate. I remember wanting to be like Mulan, strong yet graceful;or like Jasmine, owning a tiger without it eating her. Yet, my favorite will always be Belle. Other than the clever name(every time someone mentioned it they would be obligated to call you beautiful) she saw who Prince Adam (the Beast) truly was. A hurt man desperate for a friend.

Now I'm just a teenager...not a princess,and though I would love to be one, I love my life the way it is. Yet, I can't help but wonder where is that girl now. The girl who thought a certain bearded man brought her presents around new years, the one who believed she could be a spy...or...the one that thought that the worst thing happening in the world was the lack of cute boys. If I was still that girl at my current age I'd be called ignorant, but when I was a kid it was the most precious thing an innocent soul could hold. Maybe five years from now I'll be walking down the aisle or enjoying my life as a veterinarian, but no matter what happens, that part of my life , that very important chapter, will remain unforgotten.