The Fairy Tale

The fair maiden, Gabriella...That is how I often began the tales. I recited them by memory, I added myself as the heroine, and daydreamed about them all day long. Fairy tales were a wonder - a portal to a place and time where lived gingerbread men, terrible wolves, and brilliant pigs. They were a way for me to escape without ever having to leave home.Home was with Uncle Harrison. I repaid his hospitality with servitude, and I protected myself from his fist with obedience. But it wasn't all terrible. It certainly wasn't perfect, but was still my home. I was content, and I didn't want anything to change.But while I was in hiding after another violent beating from him, I found papers that would change everything. Everything that I thought I knew about my life was a lie, and to make it right, I have to leave my treasured home. My travels will take me on an amazing journey to a place where fairy tales are no longer an escape, but reality. A place where fables are historical, where riddles reign supreme, and where nothing is what it seems. Everything will change, but I must learn to accept it. I must learn to welcome the future, release the past, and never look back. Change is what I make it.So, I will make it a tale.