Ok I will start with the beginning. Almost 18 years ago my mother got pregnant with me. In the last month before I was born she got really sick. Everyone knew that without a healing herb she would die.
My father sent everyone on a search for the healing herb. They found out where it was. Jippie, you would think and I don't blame you, my mother could be saved but there was a catch. Nobody dared to retrieve the herb cause it blossomed in the garden of the witch.
Even thought my father would pay the person who gave it to him a very big reward ,nobody did. As my mother became more and more ill my father went to the witches garden.
He got busted and had to pay with a very large price. His first child, the heir of the throne, that would be me deh. What he didn't know then was that the herb rapunzel was very powerfull and gives the owner immortality as long as you know how to do it , I'm going to give you a hint: you have to sing the song. The witch was the only one who knew that song except for me of course.
My mother got better after a tea of rapunzel. She said to my father that the name of the child had to be Rapunzel even though the infant could be a boy. Which I am, so thank you mother for this girly name.
When I was born, everyone was happy. But of course there is always a catch. The witch stole me and kept me away from my parents. Now the whole kingdom was in grieve because of the lost of the heir of the throne.
She kept me in her home and because she is a witch and she made an exchange , my mothers life for mine, with the king nobody tried to save me. Not that they could because the witch would kill them.
I am now almost 18 years. I have a nice body. I have really long red hair with 1 short black lock. When my hair is cut, the magic is gone and my hair turns black. That is the reason the witch never cuts it.
Because the witch never cuts my hair I looked like a girl. The witch wasn't always bad.I have a few good memories of my childhood.
But also some bad ones like when I was 5 years old a guy tried to drag me with him for a little bit entertainment. Good thing that the witch was around to interfere. From that day on she locked me in a tower far away in the woods with only a single window. So nobody could touch me again.
But my magical hair is not the only reason why I am locked up here inside. It was also for something I did when I was 12.
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chapter 2 is finished. i hope you like it, please comment or vote. you can follow me if you want but that is not required.
i dedicate this chapter to my proofreader and great schoolfriend charien. hope you liked it
also a big thanks to ignorant1 and Iceberg103 for pointing out the mistakes
