Once upon a time there was a handsome Prince named Stefan he lived
in a prodigious mansion on the top of an enormous hill. Then one day a malicious
witch came to the mansion and cast a spell on the Prince and turned him into a
grotesque ogre. 
The spell would only be broken if a girl kissed the grotesque
ogre then he would turn back into a prince. So after the malicious witch flew
off the prince went to the village near the castle. When he was in the village
he ran into an exquisite girl. He knew that that was the girl to marry. Then it
hit him he knew this girl but where had he seen her .He looked at her very
carefully and then remembered she was Princess Ashley the girl he was suppose to
marry. But what was she doing in the village? I tried to look in her basket, but
she moved it away without warning. Then she dashed back to the palace without
saying a word. The next day I went to her palace to see if she would marry
me{ but I don’t think she would } I was right. She turned me down like a pile of
bricks. I felt profound melancholy.
When I was walking home I feel into a
profound hole. All the Princess did was laugh and stick out her tongue at me
.I felt clamor melancholy until an exquisite girl came around the corner and
helped me out and we looked at each other. I knew she just might be the one to
marry. Her name was Annabelle. When I asked her to marry me she said yes. So a
week from the day we met we got married and I turned into a prince again.
But a
few days after the wedding So Queen Annabelle and I King Stefan lived happily
ever after.
