Everyone Has A Story To Tell

Stella Glinskie

Story's.

When I was a little girl I would always love a good little fairy tale book. Yeah. I was that kind of girl, the one with the fake magical wand, wings, and crown.

My mother would tell me books like Tinker bell, The Fairy Princess, etc..
To tell you the truth, I always believed them. Without a single doubt I would always want a prince and I would be his princess.

I guess things like that aren't always true.

When I was 5, my first day in kindergarten, I went up to a boy with brown short hair and green eyes and asked if he wanted to be my prince. Yeah stupid right. Well his response was picking up a toy block and throwing it at me, then running away.

I didn't know what to do, so my obvious reaction was to cry. After non stop bawling my mom came to pick me up. She asked what was wrong. I told her about what I did.

She asked me, "Stef, have I ever told you the story of when me and your father feel in love?"

I shook my head yes.

"Well the moral is that you have to wait for the right person to come along." She whispered.

Even though that day she told me about that I stopped talking. Everyone was worried about me and tried making me say something, but I wouldn't. Your probably wondering why. Well it's because I'm thinking. Love? What is love? How can I find it? Why do I have to wait for someone to come along?

Well not talking didn't last long, but I was still confused.

And I still am.