Belle was walking home from school. Another perfect day for her- everything was always perfect for her. No enemies or bullies, no horrible teachers, no hard classes, nothing was a trouble for her. Ever.
She walked down the street, people greeting her, telling her to have a nice day.
Wonderful day as usual. Belle thought to herself. Well, I have studies to get to, I might as well get home.
She walked home, went inside, yelled to see if her father was home yet, I guess they're not and started to work on homework that she had that day.
"Okay so-" Belle started to say, until the lights oddly dimmed....
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