I’m sort of smart-mostly A’s without ever having to study much. But I have my dad’s big, bright-blue eyes. I’m sort of pretty-long, wavy black hair and smooth golden-brown skin, thanks to the Chilean heritage on my mother’s side.
My dad had an affair and left Mama and me when I was eight, but other than that, I’d had it pretty good. I’d had no magical wishes come true, but no real tragedy, either. My life had never been much like a fairy tale. The idea makes sense, but it still sucks if you’re the heroine. Good characters need hardships to make them strong. A great character needs trials to overcome-experiences to give them depth, to make them vulnerable, relatable, and likable. The problem with fairy tales is that most of them begin with tragedy. Because every girl deserves her own fairy tale.
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