Ok, in 7th grade, we had to make up a story for a fairy tale and mix it around. I chose Sleeping Beauty and made my own story Sleeping Ugly...Here is part 1...
Once upon a time in a far away land, lived a king and queen. They had a daughter and they called her, “The Pretty Red Flower”, also known as Rose.
Now, when she was born, she was the most beautiful Caucasian baby throughout the land. Her three Fairy Godmothers came down and granted her three different spells on her.
The first one, Snap, said “My gift is the gift of Artwork and Talent.” The second one, Crackle, said “My gift is that her hair was as orange as fire.” The last Fairy, Pop, said “My gift to her is eyes as blue as the ocean.”
Then in a sudden BANG! The Wicked Witch of the West appeared and told the king and queen – “Wait! You’re in the wrong story!” said the king, madden by her savage approach. “Oh, sorry. I’ll get you my pretty and your little dog too!” said the Witch angrily. “We don’t have a dog.” Said the queen. “Well, um, I, um, I… WOLF THEY’RE ON TO US!!!” Said the Witch. “Let’s get out of here!!!” Said the wolf. But before the witch could get on the wolf and ride away to her own story, the real witch, Madelia, came out of thin air right in front of them. Before the wolf and witch could scream, the wolf was turned into a little puppy dog for the rest of his life and the witch was underneath a house before a blink of an eye. “There, that should take care of them! Now, where was I? Oh, yes.” Said Madelia. “I have a gift for your pretty little, Tulip.”
“Rose.” Said the queen.
“Whatever.” Said Madelia. “Now, your daughter, once she is of age of marriage, she will suddenly age until she looks like and old HAG! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!” She said with an evil laugh as she disappeared – “Hi, this is Madelia. I just want you to know that I am not evil at all. I am 25-years-old and am unmarried. I like walking on the beach and…” The movie stops at an instant.
“OH NO!!!” Shouted Madelia. “That wasn’t supposed to be on the fairy tale! Sorry! Now, where were we? Ah, here we are…” -And disappeared with a flash of smoke. But the smoke settled too early having shown Madelia walking slowly toward the door. “Ah, poopy!” She said and left the castle.
