Life isn’t Always a Fairytale
When you’re little you can’t wait to grow up. You can’t wait for those fairytales your mother had been reading to you come to life. Can’t wait to experience the love and joys that you see in movies and read in books. But when you’re little, things are left out. Villains are in fairytales but you always know who they are. There’s always a bad guy in the movies but you know it’s him. And books, well, you write your own so everything can go the way you want it to go. No dying, no villains, no heart breaks. I wish somewhere along the lines I didn’t grow up. I just stayed that little girl who couldn’t wait to fall in love with her prince. I didn’t know any better. I didn’t know that maybe a prince wasn’t coming to save me. Maybe my villains were actually my friends and maybe the person I thought was my saviour was the one who cut my heart out. They don’t tell you when you’re young that you need to prepare for these things when you grow up. Growing up when you were still young meant getting a car on your 16th Birthday, meeting your prince and traveling the world together and getting married by 23. A huge white wedding with a beautiful puffy dress and all your close friends. When I grew up I wasn’t prepared. My prince didn’t come because I fell for another princess and when I gave her my kingdom she tore it from under me and left me with the curse of a broken heart. My allies turned into my villains without me knowing it and traveling the world wasn’t an option because I didn’t save enough money in my pink piggy bank. And that’s the real truth of growing up. That’s my growing up. Life isn’t always a fairytale.