Ahhh the good old days! When wewe could just lay on your pink kitanda and dream about a royal lifestyle, about a handsome prince, about that perfect dress that would make wewe look stunning, and, in my case, about leading a kingdom made up of chocolate. I remember wanting to be like Mulan, strong yet graceful;or like Jasmine, owning a tiger without it eating her. Yet, my inayopendelewa will always be Belle. Other than the clever name(every time someone mentioned it they would be obligated to call wewe beautiful) she saw who Prince Adam (the Beast) truly was. A hurt man desperate for a friend.
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