Chapter 1 : Happy birthday to me!

I sighed heavily as I opened the fridge. It was filled with oranges, milk, eggs, just the usual things you'd find in a fridge and more.

[ Corona this, corona that. The fear will kill us before it does ] Yeah, I know you can relate, stuck at home, not being able to go out with friends or even make physical contact.

Though I'm supposed to be turning eighteen today, I couldn't have a birthday party. You know that joy of having someone else pay for a party and then get lots and lots of gifts and presents you'd probably hate.

[ Long sigh ] I didn't get that either and I'm pretty sure most of you didn't. I smiled slightly as I picked out my book shaped cake and a fork.

It was covered in vanilla and chocolate frosting and sugar coated frosting strawberries and my name written in beautiful cursive 'SYDNEY'. Scooping some on my finger, I moaned with deliciousness.

{ Its so delicious, I'm sure you wish you could have some but I'm not sharing with you } Though my mood was better, I opened my laptop and smiled brightly as it connected.

My parents and two best friends waved back at me happily. My dad chuckled as he looked at the cake next to me " I'm impressed, the cake's still in one piece ". I crossed my arms smugly " Of course, it took a lot of resolve but it's special ".

Though it was around noon, it went on and on till around six and our little online party kept having more and more visitors { Thank goodness for the internet, WiFi and electronics, or I'd probably die of boredom } After the 'party' was over, I closed the laptop and took a long shower.

You know those moments when you just feel so numb, lost between happiness and sadness...I feel them too and I play my calming rock and roll playlist as I take really long showers.

That's one of the perks of living alone, no one to nag me or tell me I sing like a choking frog ( Which I don't, my voice is amazing )

After an hour of intense singing, I get changed into a pair of loose grey joggers and a matching sports bra. My phone was fully charged and I now had cake. What an awesome way to spend a birthday.

I sat at the kitchen counter and began munching the cake with a fork. Another perk of having to celebrate with, no one to share my cake with ( And no one to fight with for the cake board or the left over icing or even the biggest slice of cake )

I scrolled through the book I was reading and sighed. I've being doing this at home bucket list where I try and make life at home less boring while doctor's and nurses risk their lives.

I mean, we're all important but my good mental health means one more free doctor which means more hands on deck to fight this freaking virus.

And now, I was reading through Disney's Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. I know, I must have being living under a rock or seem somewhat childish but although I know every song by heart, every single one of their beautiful faces by heart. Its being such a long time.

So when I got hired to design characters for a new game/ movie about princesses, it just clicked. I expected the Disney magic that fascinated me once to do it now when I most desperately needed it ( the money and the sanity ), but it failed me.

This is the 21st century, I don't want to see girls ( though beautiful ),wait around or get imprisoned somehow waiting for some sort of prince charming to save them. The damsel in distress is not only out of style, its gotten boring.

( The songs I love, the happy endings I adore but the storyline makes me wanna put my face in cake and scream ) I just finished reading the story, the summary and the characters ( I've got a lot of free time...its not like you're any better ) and I mean, what if the dwarves did bury her properly, and what sort of prince kisses dead princesses? ( That sounds like a weird fetish to me )

I know I sound like a debby downer and I can already feel the heat on my back from all the glares and curses people might throw at me,but that's why no one's ever gonna know...at least that's what I thought.