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Beauty and the Beast [A modern day tale]

There once was a powerful Prince who ruled the business world with no heart. Everything he wanted he took. One day a cleaning girl getting his home ready for a party caught his eye. Could someone so simple thaw his hear and turn the beast into a man? He quickly turned. He picked up a vase and threw it. He stormed down stairs. "Who is in charge?" he roared. Bella stood up, "I am sir, my name is Bella Beauté, what can I help you with?" She held out her hand. He stared at it but could not take in, "It is improper to sit out in front of my home and have a picnic. There is a park down the road eat there." "I do apologize sir. We will do that from now on. Is there anything else?" Bella tried to keep calm. With out a word he stormed back into his home. There was still 40 minutes for lunch so they packed up their lunch and headed to the park. From the window he watched the little girl drive away. 'Bella Beauté... Beauté is french for beauty and she was a beauty.' [The book is also full of fairytales Bella loves to read]

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Bella's break down (33)

Bella cried all the way home. Betty helped her up the stairs.

Betty then explained what happened and they agreed to give her time.

Bella then sent a message to his secretary to pack her things and send them to her.

She then showered and as she looked at herself in the mirror she could see the scars and bruises all over her.

She was discussed with her looks, he called her his beauty but she was ugly, small, her hands had calluses from working hard since she was 16.

She picked a lamp and smashed the mirror.

Bert and Betty ran in when they heard the crash to find her kneeling in the pile of broken glass. Bret pick her up and carried her out.

They rushed her to the emergency room to get looked at.

After she was treated they checked her in to a clinic. She no longer cried. She no longer felt. She would no longer spoke a word.

She held on to the library book for dear life.

◇◇◇♡♡♡◇◇◇ LITTLE SNOW WHITE

It was in the middle of winter, when the broad flakes of snow were falling around, that a certain queen sat working at her window, the frame of which was made of fine black ebony; and, as she was looking out upon the snow, she pricked her finger, and three drops of blood fell upon it.

Then she gazed thoughtfully down on the red drops which sprinkled the white snow and said, "Would that my little daughter may be as white as that snow, as red as the blood, and as black as the ebony window-frame!"

And so the little girl grew up; her skin was a white as snow, her cheeks as rosy as blood, and her hair as black as ebony; and she was called Snow-White.

But this queen died; and the king soon married another wife, who was very beautiful, but so proud that she could not bear to think that any one could surpass her.

She had a magical looking-glass, to which she used to go and gaze upon herself in it, and say-- "Tell me, glass, tell me true! Of all the ladies in the land, Who is fairest? tell me who?"

And the glass answered, "Thou, Queen, art fairest in the land"

But Snow-White grew more and more beautiful; and when she was seven years old, she was as bright as the day, and fairer than the queen herself.

Then the glass one day answered queen, when she went to consult it as usual-- "Thou, Queen, may'st fair and beauteous be, But Snow-White is lovelier far than thee?"

When the queen heard this she turned pale with rage and envy; and calling to one of her servants said, "Take Snow-White away into the wide wood, that I may never see her more."

Then the servant led the little girl away; but his heart melted when she begged him to spare her life, and he said, "I will not hurt thee, thou pretty child."

So he left her there alone; and though he thought it most likely that the wild beasts would tear her to pieces, he felt as if a great weight were taken off his heart when he had made up his mind not to kill her, but leave her to her fate.

Then poor Snow-White wandered along through the wood in great fear; and the wild beasts roared around, but none did her any harm.

In the evening she came to a little cottage, and went in there to rest, for her weary feet would carry her no further.

Everything was spruce and neat in the cottage: on the table was spread a white cloth, and there were seven little plates with seven little loaves and seven little glasses with wine in them; and knives and forks laid in order, and by the wall stood seven little beds.

Then, as she was exceedingly hungry, she picked a little piece off each loaf, and drank a very little wine out of each glass; and after that she thought she would lie down and rest.

So she tried all the little beds; and one was too long, and another was too short, till, at last, the seventh suited her; and there she laid herself down and went to sleep.

Presently in came the masters of the cottage, who were seven little dwarfs that lived among the mountains, and dug and searched about for gold. They lighted up their seven lamps, and saw directly that all was not right.

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Bella got sleepy with the medication she was given it forced her to close her book but she hung onto it with dear life.

Bret knew the book would have to be returned soon so him and Betty searched online for a copy that Bella could keep. They ordered it even though it was expensive and it would be here in a few days.

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Zane after drinking all day by having his liquor restock passed out. Why did he have to give up his beauty to keep her family safe and why was his family unreasonable.

His secretary brought Zane father up. She packed Bella things and his father cleaned him up and put him to bed.

"This is for his own good." His father said.

"If you say so sir, but if you asked me it will put him in an early grave." The secretary said.

"I'll send a crew to clean this place up and replace what was destroyed. Good night sir." She walked out with a suitcase and a box of Bella things.

She dropped them off to Bella home and found out the girl was no better off then her boss.

Zane's father shook his head. "Son, I'm sorry I have to do this. It's the curse of our family."

He tucked him in like he did when he was little.

"Don't leave me Bella, Don't leave me or I'll die" Sweat rose on his body as he yelled out and all his father could do nothing but sit and watch.

GRIMM'S FAIRY STORIES: LITTLE SNOW WHITE

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