A Princess Story

Some would call me Aroura, Daughter of the king, Who slept her hole life time away till a prince came to her sleep. Woke me from mu slumber, of over a hundred years...

Some would call me Ariel, Daughter of the sea, who fought Ursala, the witch who gave her the power to walk and breathe, gave up her voice for legs, for a man and nothing more. She got her happy ending, her fishy friends did to. She gave up her old life for a man, what a silly girl.

Some would call me Cinderella, a maid to my evil step mother you see, scrumbed the floors and fed the bitch who did absolutly nothing. A fairy god mother sang her a song, gave her a dress and glass shoes, she went to the ball to fall in love with the Prince Charming, but as midnight struck she lost it all but he loved her all the same. There happily ever after, envied all to see.

Some would call me Jasmine, married a lying theif, Jafar tried to end her, to get what Aladdin had, She feel in love with a beggerm proves her standers werent high, she didnt care if they where rich, poor and had no money. She was granted happniess, and not by the genie.

Some would call me Belle, fell in love with a beast, danced her heart away with him, he was a prince to be. But she loved the beast, no matter what happens, he was cold and mean but opened up, when she saved his rose, her friends where the furniture, the pot and the clock, the dresser closet until they all evolved, the curse was lifted, making them human again, but belle loved her beast adn there happily ever after soon begin