JUNE-3-2018 UPDATE: SPELL and GRAMMAR CHECK
The night air was cold but inside a Wattpad account, was warm and alive with Disney Magic. The account belongs to a user whose books were about forgotten/deleted Disney characters, lost attractions, and deleted songs.
On the account, the user was hosting a party. All the followers attended with one another. They all mingled one about as the host was nowhere to be seen.
"Who is this Rewrite?" One follower asks.
"You seen her?"
"Rewrite is just a myth."
"This 'Rewrite' you speak of doesn't exist."
"Rewrite? What Rewrite?"
As the followers talked and hanged out, one walked away for a bit and bumps into a figure.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," the follower spoke first as they helped the figure up.
"Hakuna Matata." The figure spoke in a calm tone. She had two distinguishing features: she wore Maleficent purple glasses and had bright Cinderella blue eyes.
Once they were up, the follower spoke again. "Some party huh? Wonder where the host is at?"
The figure giggled sweetly. "Apologies, as you can see, I'm not a very good host."
A gasp exploded from the follower. "You're Rewrite?" When the figure nodded, they continue. "Wow, I didn't expect-you're smaller than I expected. I thought you said you were an adult?"
"I can't help it if I was born a preemie," Rewrite chuckle as she held out a hand. "Call me Rose."
As the two shook hands, a seven-year-old ran up to Rewrite. She had long brunette hair and wore an Anna and Elsa shirt. "Who are these people?" The girl asks.
"They're just followers, don't worry. Your mom will be here soon to pick you up. Alright, Ella?
The girl nodded and left as the follower turned to Rewrite. "That girl looks too young to be on Wattpad."
"I'm just babysitting her. Don't worry." Then another figure approached them. He was tall, even taller than Rewrite, with caramel skin and jet black hair. He also wore two dark blue bracelets in each wrist. The follower noticed that this figure had the same shade of blue eyes as Rewrite.
"Goodness. I can't believe how many people showed up." He turned to Rewrite. "And here I thought you were bad with parties."
"Oh, Sparky, this is a once and a lifetime kind of thing. And what are you doing here and in your human form?" Rewrite joked as she shoved an elbow at the boy's side.
The follower was now confused more than ever. "Um, I'm not following this."
Both Rewrite and Sparky laugh at the follower. Rewrite was the first to speak after she stopped laughing. "Sparky, here is my imaginary friend horse that I keep talking about in my books and even helped out. His bracelets help him turn him into a horse to man or man to horse."
The follower was clearly not following. A ring from Rewrite's pocket interrupted the conversation.
Sparky knew what the ring was and grab hold of the follower. "Here, I'll tell you all about it." Soon the two walked away leaving Rewrite alone.
Rewrite glance at her phone and saw twenty notifications. Some were votes on the chapters and three were comments. As always, they were kind comments that filled Rewrite with glee but not everyone commented on her books. "Why doesn't anyone comment anymore? Oh well."
Rewrite read the comments. No matter how many comments she read, they always made her smile. Rewrite's eyes followed the comments until she saw it. It felt as if someone hit her across her face. Her first hate comment.
Why would anyone hate my book? Why would anyone say this? Why must they say a hate comment? Why? Why? Why?
Rewrite couldn't handle the stress so she left her account and stare at the stars. Only two stars shine brightly in the cold, terrible night. The moonlight shine upon Rewrite as tears ran across her cheeks and falls on her phone.
"Why must anyone do this to me?" She looked up at the two brightly shining stars. One was larger than the other, promising kindness. "I can't believe this; I never imagine..." She paused.
Rewrite thought as she stared coldly at the stars. Anger and rage built up inside her. "You said you'll always be there for me. But you're not. Only disappointment. Magic doesn't exist anymore."
Then she glances at her phone, the hate comment still burning in her eyes. She looked away as she stared at the stars once again. "I guess life would be better if I didn't write at all." And she said; loud enough for all to hear.
Suddenly a brilliant, blinding light exploded out of the largest star and filled Rewrite's world with whiteness. All Rewrite could do was cover her face as she blacked out.
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Rewrite awoke with a start but she couldn't open her eyes. She stood up rubbing her head and feeling the cold stone ground around her. Wait a crocodile minute, cold stone ground? This isn't her account at all!
Once her eyes began to adjust, she realized that her glasses were missing. Her head was still spinning but as two minutes went by, she gave up looking for them. Though her vision was blurry, she could make out a little town and a street.
"Where am I?" She rubbed her eyes.
As if an answer, a strange, orange blurry object came around a building and continued towards Rewrite. As the object drew closer, Rewrite could make out what it was and before she could get up; the object then jumped onto her. Rewrite struggled to get the furry thing off her. The thing nibbled at her neck and began to lick her playfully. Her eyes began to work more closely and the thing before was none other than a dog.
It wasn't just a dog; it was a chow who wanted to play. Once Rewrite pushed the dog off her, she grabbed hold of its collar. Reading the name tag was default without her glasses so she had to pull it up closer.
"Sunnee."
Sunnee? Wait, wasn't Sunnee Walt's-
A bright light filled the air once more, but to Rewrite, it was another white blurry blub. A figure now stood before her and the dog. By the looks of it, the figure was a woman and wore a pale blue hooded cloak dress.
"Welcome, Rose." The woman's voice was calm and familiar. Squinting her eyes, Rewrite can tell who she was but it couldn't be.
She stood up, facing the women. "Are you...Fairy Godmother?"
"The one and only, my dear. Can't you tell?"
She squinted some more. "I can't really tell. I seemed to lost my glasses and-"
"I'll help you with that." The women pointed her wand at Rewrite's eyes and spoke three familiar words. "Bibbidi-Bobbidi-bo." Suddenly, with a flick, a brilliant bright light struck Rewrite in the face. She screamed as the pain rippled through her face. The sparkles stung her eyes as she fell to the ground once again, covering her face. The pain she was feeling was great enough to be real, but, this had to be a dream. It had to be. Isn't it?
"Ah! What on Earth was that?" Rewrite asked as she rubbed her eyes. Tears started to flow out like a waterfall. As every tear began to drip, she could see clearer.
"It's what you call magic, my dear. You can now see the world as it is without the need of glasses." As she spoke, Rewrite can tell that she was really meeting the real Fairy Godmother and she had just worked her magic on her. Rewrite can see all her features; her grey hair to her kind blue eyes and every detail in every building.
She shook her head. "And here I thought magic doesn't hurt."
"All magic comes with a price, my dear." Realizing what she said, Rewrite took a second glance at where she was.
The street was lined with shops as if they're selling merchandise and food. The décor is every early 20th century and representing a small-town. Each of the four corner buildings represented a different architectural style taking Rewrite back to their time period. Many of the windows in the shop's bare names that seemed unfamiliar to her. It is as if they were fictional business and significant to someone important.
With an untrained eye, one will not notice that the second stories of all the buildings along the street are shorter than the first stories, and the third stories are even shorter than the second.
The whistle of a train made her jump and spins at it'd direction. She spots the moving train; it blows smoke from it'd engine with three iconic circles. The entrance to the park was behind her and in front was where the magic begins.
She turns back and was once bewildered by the Castle. Its structure was breathtaking. Just like the buildings, the top windows of the castle are smaller than they appear.
Everything came to her at once like a smack in the face. "Main Street USA? How am I at Walt Disney World? No, wait that's not the right question to ask." She blinked. "What I mean is why, why am I here?"
"You're starting to believe, my dear?" Fairy Godmother asked. She had a questioning look upon her but with a hint of wisdom as well.
Rewrite turned to face her. "What's not to believe? I'm literally talking to the Fairy Godmother." Suddenly Rewrite's face lit up with excitement as if she forgotten everything else. "Daughters of Walt! I'm taking to Fairy Godmother! You have no idea what a big fan I am. I mean I am following in your footsteps since I'm a Fairy Godmother in training! Can I have your autograph?"
Fairy Godmother flicked her wand and the bright blue sparkles landed on Rewrite's mouth. The mussels on her lips responded to sew up on their own like a puppet reacting on invisible strings, shutting the teen's mouth altogether. Rewrite quickly touched her mouth and realize she couldn't speak. This was a first that someone had to shut her up since she's always silent all the time. Very shocking indeed.
Sunnee barked at the fallen sparkles. Once they landed, the chow padded away behind Rewrite for safety.
"Now that's better. Sorry, my dear, but I need to tell you why we brought you here. That was your question after all, right?"
Rewrite never seen her so strict and firm with anyone. She was always soft-spoken, motherly, absent-minded, gentle and optimistic. But take away the gentle and add strictly.
Rewrite just nods.
Fairy Godmother flicks her wand and the invisible string that bonded Rewrite's lips lifted. Magic was both incredible and scary at the same time.
Finally, able to talk, Rewrite spoke, "Alright, now that I have calmed down, why am I here?" She asked once again as she felt a little pressure on her shoe. The teen looked down; Sunnee had sat on her foot and gave her a blank expression.
Fairy Godmother smile in relief. "We brought you here because of your lack of faith my dear."
Now, this was another shock. She quickly responded back. "Lack in faith? Lack in faith of what? I have faith in four things: God, family, Disney, and friends that make me feel ten feet tall." She stared deeply into the old Fairy's eyes. "So, tell me what I'm lacking?"
The elderly woman shook her head as she looked down anyway from Rewrite. "My dear, you have lost," She paused as if she was trying to find the right words to put in. She finally looked up at Rewrite, meeting eyes with her. The teen didn't like what she saw and she knew she wasn't going to like what she was going to hear as well. "Yourself."
The blonde hair teen gasped and tripped on Sunnee in the process. The chow squealed in pain and ran over to the fairy woman.
Rewrite held her neck in shock like how Jasmine did when Jafar told her that Aladdin was 'dead.'
I lost myself? Impossible. It couldn't be.
Her answer came to her as Fairy Godmother flicked her wand once more and the sparkles surrounded. They took shapes in cycles. The cycles projected an image like a mirror to the past; in fact, they were! Every image Rewrite lays eyes on was everything that had happened to her. The past.
"W-what is this?" She stutters nervously, never taking her eyes off the image she was watching.
She watched the images closely of everything that has ever happen to her. But there was one thing that all the images had in common: they all where Rewrite drawing or writing a story.
"As you can tell," Fairy Godmother began, "These are the times that you ever created a story in your life."
Rewrite drew in a breath, "Yes, but back then when I didn't know better, I would create a story that had the same plot of my favorite book or T.V. show. Now my writing is all original" She shook her head and turn to the fairy. "What's this got to do with me being here?"
Fairy Godmother turned away and started at the reflections of the past. "Why do like to write, my dear?"
Rewrite scoffed at her as she answered her question with a question. But she overlooked it and answered, "I really don't know. Ever since I could pick up a pencil, I would draw and create things. Then I would come up with stories and keep going. Then I start writing with a purpose. I want to show others what I'm capable of. I wanted to do more and help more. I can't help it; I must write and help. It's in my nature, I guess. I can't help but give others hope and show them the light. Even in my writing." She sighs and turns to the fairy. "Now tell me, what's this got to do with me being here?"
The fairy, still without looking at the teen, shook her head. "I'm afraid a much higher power will get through you, my dear." She flicked her wand and spoke her famous words once again.
Rewrite didn't have time to question as the ground underneath her opened wide enough for her to go through. Her screams were eaten away as she fell down the rabbit hole.
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Rewrite landed close enough to the ground without breaking anything. She stood up but only to be smashed into the ground again as something large landed on her back. The large object barked happily. Sunnee...
The teen managed to pull the Chow off her once again as she stood on her knees and looked around. She stopped dead. Rewrite didn't have time to admire her surroundings as a figure stood not twenty feet in front of her. There was no missing his iconic red shorts; his yellow trademark shoes and those ears. How can one not miss that?
Rewrite's breath quickens and her body starts to shakes. Mickey? The Mickey Mouse? She couldn't bear to given look at him even though he was a symbol of goodwill, surpassing all languages and cultures. Whenever she saw him, she felt only happiness but this time, this time was different. She fell once more and gazed at the ground before her. She notices liquid was dripping down in front of her but didn't know they were her own tears.
Suddenly, soft silk fingers lifted her chin and she stood face to face with the mouse. Didn't Rewrite know why she was so scared of him or was it excitement? Mostly fear.
The two-foot, three-inch mouse smiled at the frightened Rewrite. "What is done cannot be undone, but what is left to be done should not be undone." There was a moment of silence as Rewrite took in Mickey's wise words. Mickey broke the silence once more. "You always believed in other people, sooner or later you gotta believe in yourself. That's what growing up is; becoming who you really want to be."
Rewrite welcomed relief as it flooded towards her. She sat up and surprisingly she was the same height as the Mouse when she was on her knees. Rewrite drew in a breath. "I understand." Rewrite couldn't think of anything else to say.
Sunnee licked her hand as Mickey reached towards the dog and pet her. "I know things are tough and you are a little confused but what you are witnessing will change your life for the better. You might have given others hope but do you follow your own words, Rose?"
Again, Rewrite was silent as she struggled for the right words; looking everywhere instead of the eyes of the mouse.
Mickey helped her out. "Giving up is not a choice. You should push the doubt aside, ignore the hate and step into your dream." He pauses making sure Rewrite was listening and held out his hand. Rewrite focuses on his hand and hesitated. She glanced up at him then back to his hand. Rewrite lifted her hand and nervously, gently placing on his's.
Mickey nods and continued. "Once you go through the rabbit hole again, make sure you listen to everything you hear. Take in their wisdom to heart and find yourself. Fill your heart with hope that was once lost to you."
Rewrite nodded in agreement even though she was unsure how this would play out. Before the ground opened and ate her up again she whispered gently back to Mickey, "Thank you." And fell in.
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"Make it blue"
"Make it pink."
"How about we try green?"
Rewrite found herself in the middle of a verbal war, magic, and colors.
The three good fairies through magic spells at each other and some of the spells landed on Rewrite's dress. This is how the argument started. They put a bland dress on her and couldn't decide on a color that would fit best for Rewrite. And believe it or not, even Fauna got into the action.
The only one who wasn't getting hit by powerful colorful magic was Sunnee. She found a way to hide from all this mess.
With her patience growing thin, Rewrite ended the war. "Alright, that's it! Everybody calm down!" She pushed her blond locks away from her face as the three fairies stood in front of her.
Her moans turned into words. "Okay. First, is this necessary?" She lifted the dress. "Second, changed me out of this and tell me what I need to know and why I'm here and three." She turned to Fauna, "It's great how you got into action, Fauna. Finally taking charge. Love it." The fairy gleamed with joy.
Flora and Merryweather stared at her and rolled their eyes.
"As you wish." Flora was the first to speak. They all flicked their wands and a powerful wave of magic shot through Rewrite. The fabric twisted and turned and spun around her body.
She expected to be back wearing her grey shirt and black jeans but instead, she found herself wearing a new fabric and was once again wearing a dress. It was a glittering lavender sweat heart neckline that had ruffles running all the way down to the bottom. Over the outfit is a worn a short-sleeved light purple shrug that had a large bow on the back. Long gloves the same shade of her dress match as a pair of Mickey Ears lay on top of her head. She was wearing her Fairy Godmother in training outfit.
Sunnee barked happily over her new outfit.
The three good fairies flicked their wands once more; a thick cloud surrounded them, forming a circle. Rewrite watched as the cloud flicked and sparkled. She soon found herself in @differenceareforreal account.
"Fairy godmother, you go into research to find all of these wonderful see-through characters, but they had importance! A fairy godmother cares for their people, and you care for us."
The cloud sparked and now she was in EmJay_Rogers account.
"I guess what I'm really saying is...thank you for sharing your experience. I think I need that reassurance more than I knew. Reading this chapter in at 1:33 in the morning was a blessing in disguise because I had accidentally bumped the notification."
The image on the cloud flicked and changed into ohdriscoll account.
"If I haven't asked rewrite about creating DisnerdsCentral , then half of my class would be strangers. I love you guys. Never changed cause the world is bitter place who wants to suck the innocence of Disney out of us. NEVER LET THAT HAPPEN!!"
Now the image changed inside @DisnerdFangirl account.
"Rose, lemme just say that you are such an amazing person. You are a bright light in a dark room and you just brighten everyone's day. Your writing is just as amazing as your beautiful personality, bight and cheerful. I am so happy that I met you and I hope we get to talk more in the future."
Once again, the cloud flicked. This time she was in @007fan account.
"Thanks so much, I really do admire you. And I'll do my very best to keep going strong and let go of the things that weigh me down. Thank you for that amazing and optimistic message."
Rewrite blinked and the cloud disappeared and she was now back in Fantasy Land, with the three good fairies. Tears of mixed emotion fell upon the ground from what she heard from her supporters.
"Why do you help people, Rose?" Flora asked.
Rewrite blinked the tears away and answered. "Why I do it?" She shook her head knowing there was no way to get out of this. She sighed and looked away. "I do it because no matter what my situation is, I always seemed to help others. Even if I am going through a tough time, I always helped others and make their day. I may not be able to change somethings but random acts of kindness will brighten one's day. I just like to give overs hope with my optimism even if I'm feeling down, I will still find a way give others hope. The same goes for Wattpad. I mean when I read a book on there, I always vote and leave more than one comment, to let the person know that they have sportive readers. And that's what I do best." Rewrite looks up to find them all staring at her like she had won an award and just broke it over excitement.
The fairies blinked at her. Merryweather spoke up. "So, have you figured out why you're here?"
With hesitation, Rewrite opened her mouth to answer truthfully until, suddenly, lightning flash between Rewrite and the fairies. The bolt suddenly made the ground underneath sinks before caving in, causing Rewrite and Sunnee to plummet.
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Rewrite struggled to move. The force of impact left her stiff and paralyzed. Fingers. Hands. Arms. Legs. Neck. Head. Okay, nothing was broken. Good.
She lifted herself up and sat on her knees. The chow lay beside her and yawned. The fall must have knocked her out too. She smiled and petted the dog.
Sunnee panted then suddenly cowardly runs behind the teen. Rewrite, confused, open her mouth to speak when she too felt as if something was watching them. Rewrite gasp.
Her arms and legs began to shake. She fell backward, unable to keep her balance. Her breath quickened; her heart skips a beat. Sweat was beginning to run down the side of her face.
Rewrite stood cowardly as the Villains of Disney stood before her.
The notorious Captain Hook; The sinner Maleficent; the greedy Doctor Facilier; the psychological Jafar; the religious Judge Claude Frollo; and the flamboyant Turbo/King Candy, along with others stare down at the frightened teen.
To horrified to move, all Rewrite could do was stare horror-struck back.
"What's this shy thing doing here?" Gaston from behind the group of villains spoke up first.
"More like diffident. No matter what," Jafar turn his back on the teen and to the Villains, "She can't harm us, she doesn't know how to speak for herself."
"She's just a silent rose. Not even a thorn will make her speak up." Maleficent recalled.
"She's barely five foot. What damage can she do? She's hopeless." The Evil Queen cackled at her own joke.
"Not to mention her autism." A very purple Ursula pointed out.
"I do not-" Rewrite started but Mother Gothel place her finger on Rewrite's lips and interrupted.
"Hush, flower. One mustn't speak." She evil-eyed the girl. "Why put up this persona if you don't even act like this in real life?"
"Of course I do-" Mother Gothel interrupted up her once again.
Captain Hook approached as Mother Gothel stepped away from the teen and grabbed Rewrite's collar with his hook. "Give her to me! She's more fearful of me that to any of you!"
"I say off with her head!" The Queen of Hearts shoved the captain hard enough to drop Rewrite who fell like a sack of sand.
Suddenly, all the villains started to argue over what to do with the sad sack of sand.
Rewrite stood up and spoke up. "Stop." The Villains arguments overpowered her voice.
"I said stop!" Once again nothing. Rewrite covered her ears, unable to bear their words.
"SHUT UP!" Someone's scream echoes over but Rewrite realized it was hers.
All the Villains stop. The silent flower had blossomed and gotten their full attention. "Shut up all of you! You don't know what you're talking about. None of you do!" Rewrite's voice turned fury that made half of the villains turn back in fright. The rose's eyes flamed with every word she spoke. "All of you, at one point of your lives, lost hope. Y'all lost it because you didn't get your desire want or need. So, you had to turn sinister because of it." She sighs and calms down. "Just because you have fallen so low doesn't mean you have to. You can gain the hope that you have lost if you change anew and make up everything. Even if it's revenge, you'll find it to have no fill in your empty heart." Suddenly it has drawn on her on what she was saying. Rewrite was speaking from the heart.
Rewrite blinks at her confidence and continues. "All of you think you have lost everything, but reality check, you only lost yourself once you let go of your hope. Regain your broken hope and be the person you wanted to belong ago! Don't let go of that hope. Keep holding on it and if you need to let go, share or give it away and help others. Give them hope so they don't lose everything and more hope will come to you. Hope may sound funny but don't walk away from it just because you lost everything. Hope will come to you, one way or another. Or my name isn't Rewrite Rose Plot Twister!"
The Villains hesitated. They never heard such words before.
Just as she had gotten her footing, a bright light escapes from the heavens and covered the villains entirely. The chow once, this time, jumped into Rewrite's arms for support.
The when the light cleared, the villains disappeared and in their place, were two young women. One of them wore a long red dress with gold stitching and a green bow on her sweat heart neckline. The other, who was younger, wore the same dress but it was yellow with green stitching and a yellow bow.
Sunnee barked happily at the two women and wiggled out of Rewrite's arms. The dog ran straight into the younger women who smiled and welcomed the dog. The oldest leaned down and petted the chow as well.
"Good girl. You came back. Good girl." The younger spoke as if Sunnee belonged to her.
Of course! It had to be! No way!
Reality settled in as it all closed in on Rewrite. "Daughters of Walt!" The two glanced up the teen who used her made up cuss word in front of them. Rewrite covered her mouth. "Oops. Sorry. No offense, but you're (the) daughters of Walt Disney!" Rewrite barley kept her excitement in.
Diane smiles warmly and curtsy at the teen; Sharon did the same. Rewrite shocked had no idea why they bowed to her and she felt like Mulan when all of China bowed at her.
She gasped. "What did I do?"
The two-sister stood up as Diane spoke first. "You have done wonderfully in speaking up for yourself to the villains."
"In doing so, you told them out and gave them hope along with given you hope as well," Sharon explained.
She had noticed that, in her speech, she gave them hope that felt more targeted more toward to herself than to the villains. Wait a crocodile minute.
Diane took Rewrite by her right arm while Sharon took her left and lead her towards a dirt path. Sharon spoke again, "I'm sad to say but this is where we must part ways."
"My sister is right." Rewrite turned to Diane. "You have one more quest to go through but this last will be different and cruel." She looked up and eyed a clock tower up ahead. The hour hand was pointed to the number eleven as the minute hand lay on the sixth. She turned her gazed back at Rewrite. "Time is running out. You must complete this before your wish comes true."
Rewrite blinked twice. "What?" The sisters let go of her. "What?" The ground underneath her expanded. "What?" She descends. "WHAT?"
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A few heads rub and checking her surroundings later, Rewrite was still on the ground of the new place she was in when a ball of blue light appeared in front of her eyes.
The ball of light touched her nose and Rewrite giggled. It tickled. The light turned away and exploded into a new figure before Rewrite's eyes.
The figure was tall and wore a blue dress with see-through long sleeves. She had wavy median short length blond hair that fell on her shoulders. The Blue Fairy!
The fairy smiled at the girl and held out her hand. "Are you ready to see what lies before you?"
Rewrite shrugged. "I don't know. Will I like what I'm going to see?"
"You might not. But sometimes we need to face things that frighten us. It's how we grow."
Rewrite though for a moment. The Blue Fairy was right and the moment Rewrite took the fairy's hand, they were transported to a new place. That's odd this new place looks familiar yet it was deserted.
The teen shook her head. "What is this place?"
The Blue Fairy looked into the teen eyes. "Don't you recognized it?"
Rewrite took another gaze at the place. The walls were yellow with a rose laying on top of a book for wallpaper. The place also houses three books where you can never find anywhere else. Rewrite took another look at the books and gasp. Forgotten Disney, The World of Forgotten Disney and Saved by Disney. All of her books, here. Which could only mean one thing...Rewrite was in her account!
But her account looked different. Instead of her account being bright with joy, it was dark and cold as if she hadn't touched it in a long time.
"I don't get it. Why does my account look empty...abandoned?"
The blue fairy said nothing as she and the teen moved from the account to a familiar town. Rewrite gasp. It was the town that she lived in!
Rewrite blinked as a figure walked past them. She knew that the figures can't see them as this will yet to come in Rewrite's future. Memory ghosts
The figure wore a grey shirt, black jeans and wore purple glasses but looked like they were in their thirties. Rewrite wasn't surprised that she was going to see an older her as she expected it. And she was right.
The teen watched as the older her walked down the streets and stopped at a window of a shop. She ogles at the shops as lines of books mocked her.
Look at all these successful writers, Rewrite heard herself say but it was her older self, thinking.
Why did I give up on writing?
Why couldn't I be as creative as them?
I will never be as good as them.
I gave up on everything.
I can't do this anymore.
I lost my optimism, my creativity, and now I have the worst case of writer's block. Older Rewrite shook her head trying to get rid of her thoughts and stop talking to herself. A habit that she had always done in life.
Rewrite couldn't believe what she was hearing! This wasn't like herself at all. But it soon will be, right?
Even watching what will yet to come, it is as though Rewrite's doubts gained a voice of their own. She had become her worst enemy, and she is losing the battle. She is the weakness of her own heart. Rewrite blinked at her sad older self then to a mirror that appeared in front of her. She stared at the refection like Mulan and thought, is this the last apparition before my doubts take me over?
Suddenly, a bell rang and everything disappeared. A clock tower stood before Rewrite with the hour hand and second hand dangerously close to the twelve.
"What's going on?" Rewrite covered her ears from the bell tower's chimes.
"Have you forgotten? You made a wish. We granted your wish. Now your wish will come true on the stroke of twelve. At midnight, you wish will come true and you will live a new life where you never wrote, and never gave any hope to anyone." The Blue Fairy calm voice spoke in the dramatic atmosphere.
"What? Spells don't come true at midnight! They're broken!"
The Blue Fairy said nothing as she too began to disappear at the last bell chimes.
Panicking, Rewrite spins around, calling for the Fairy to come back. Any fairy. "No! I never meant for this to happen; I didn't understand. I didn't see how important my writing was." Rewrite collapse. "Please Blue Fairy, I haven't given up yet. Is there still time? I'm sorry!"
The clock stroke twelve.
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"Rewrite? Rose?" Rose was awoken by someone shaking her. She shot up and stared into the eyes of her follower. "You're awake! You must have fallen asleep out here. Come back inside and oh," they pulled out a pair of purple glasses, "I found these on the ground," they handed it back to the teen just before adding, "Nice dress by the way."
The follower left and Rewrite found that she was wearing her Fairy Godmother in training dress. So it wasn't a dream after all. She looked up at the stars. Thank you for the second chance.
Rewrite gladly strolled back inside her account where she was greeted by Ella, Sparky, and her followers.
"So you're Rewrite?"
"It's very nice to finally meet you."
"I love your dress!"
"Your eyes are so beautiful."
"I thought you were taller."
Rewrite smiled. "Thank you. Thank you so much for all you have done for me."
All her followers showed confusion.
"What do you mean? You're the one who had helped us."
Rewrite slowly nodded. "Yes that is true, but, without any of you, I wouldn't have continued. I have been inspired me to push myself as hard as I can." Rewrite looked about at every face. "I know, like many of you, we all have gone through challenges that made us struggled for answers but never found any. All we got was the pain. All we got was physical and emotional scars. All we got was doubt. But we mustn't. If we continued on that path than our only downfall is ourselves. We must find the hope in our lives that will bring us together and help us on our journey through life. (You) are the master of (your) life. Whatever you do will affect later on. We must find kindness in ourselves no matter what the situation is. Remember, just like Cinderella says, we must be brave and have courage even if we don't have a lot of courage at all.
"I know I talk all big and everything but I'm just like you. I'm actually the shy girl in the front of the class who can't see without her glasses and get held back in the third grade. I'm mostly silent but never around friends. Whenever I see someone upset or needs just a little kindness, I go and help them. It's in my blood. I give them hope and whatever optimism I have left. But, some things do get to me and I will feel sorrow. Sparks of hope will come and cheer me on and get me through my dark days.
"I'm not afraid to say this: the future doesn't scare me at all. As hard as we try, none of us can see into the future. The future is always hazy. If all you ever do is sit and wait, nothing happens. The trick is, take it one step as at a time. You don't have to know what your future holds. Walk with your memories as our memories are our greatest hope. We must learn from everything we see, hear and feel. Don't just wait to become an author, become an author now and inspire everyone! That will be your greatest hope yet. Take whatever solace you can from that."
After her long speech, Rewrite breathed in the new atmosphere. A few followers wiped tears from their eyes while some stayed silent. Then, one follower started to clap as others followed.
Rewrite's spirit was lifted by the cheers of her kind friends. She spotted Ella and picked her up. The chimes of bells in the distance made them both look at its magical direction.
"Look, Rose." Ella began. "Every time a bell rings, a fairy gets her wings!"
Rewrite smiled once more. "That's right, Ella."
Suddenly, as if on cue, a bright light exploded from Rewrite. Ella jumped out of her arms and stared frighten at Rewrite.
When the light vanished, all the followers, Sparky and Ella gasped at the new Rewrite. The Mickey ears that were placed on her head disappeared and her ponytail grew longer. Her new dress was still purple but in different shades and her shrug was now long-sleeved and grew down to the feet of her dress. The sweetheart neckline now had a collar fastened with three circles of the well-known trademark symbol.
But what really made everyone gasp were the large lavender butterfly wings growing from her back.
"What does this all mean?" One of the followers asked half frighten and confused.
The Fairy Godmother gazed at her new dress and wings and knew what to say. She flapped her new wings and began to fly around her followers, full of hope.
"It means that big things are coming your way! And I can't wait to begin anew!"
The end
Fun Facts (Coming soon do to the flu and lack of sleep at 12AM in the moring) (Yeah, congratulations you get the flu for your birthday. Yippee) (Also reasons why this story is a bit rush as well)
(Also today February 11 2017 is my birthday)
March 23 2017Update:
The idea came to me since May of 2016
I also got the idea from Studio c: It's a Wonderful Life Without Studio C.
This was supposed to come out Christmas but writing took awhile.
I am truly a blonde with blue eyes and my middle name is Rose.
I use to have purple glasses but I kept my persona with purple glasses.
I really did get a hate comment in Forgotten Disney but I can't remember if I deleted the comment or if the person deleted it and I didn't get all dramatic like in my epic ending.
When the Villains were pointing out my flaws, they pointed them out. I'm all those things.
I have never actually seen It's a Wonderful Life.
Sparky makes a cameo! Yippee!
Disney references in order:
Pinocchio
The Lion King
Peter Pan
The Lion King
Cinderella
Once Upon a Time
Mickey Goofy Donald: The Three Musketeers
Aladdin
Alice in Wonderland
Mickey Mouse
The Muppets
Alice in Wonderland
Sleeping Beauty
Alice in Wonderland
Peter Pan
Sleeping Beauty
The Princess and the Frog
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Wreak-It Ralph
Beauty and the Beast
Aladdin
Sleeping Beauty
Snow White
The Little Mermaid
Tangled
Peter Pan
Alice in Wonderland
Mulan
Kingdom Hearts 2.8
Pinocchio
Cinderella
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
The Lion King
Non Disney references in order:
The Great Gatsby
It's a Wonderful Life
A Christmas Carol
Barbie Star Light Adventure: Shooting Stars [Song]
A Christmas Carol
Barbie in a Christmas Carol
My Little Pony Friendship is Magic: Luna's Future [Song]
Danganronpa 3 The End of Hope's peak Academy Hope Arc
It's a Wonderful Life