I wrote this a while back, not something I do regularly. Would love to hear what people think.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess. Despite her beauty, she had often been called strange and unusual. She wore silly things and always had her head in the clouds, dreaming of imagined worlds and rediculous stories.
One day, she met a prince. He was wonderful and charming. He had his own castle, and all of his subjects loved him. And very soon, so did the princess.
The prince was not as peculiar as the princess and had much difficulty understanding her way of thinking. His subjects started asking questions about this strange girl he had welcomed into his kingdom, so he decided to take matters into his own hands. He would point out the things he did and did not like, tell her when she was being silly, and remind her of all the royal ladies in his court that she should aspire to. As time went on, the princess started spending more time with his companions than her own because the prince though the people she knew were a bore. This upset the princess, but she loved him and he loved her, so she agreed.
One day, a close friend came to visit the princess who had not been seen in her own kingdom for some time. However, the princess was completely changed. In her place was a stranger, stiff and cold. She seemed more like a copy of the people she now surrounded herself with. When she was asked why she had changed, the princess simply replied "It makes him happy".
Months went by, and the princess started to realize that while her prince may be happy, she no longer was. She asked him to help her be happy again, but he no longer cared for her. It seemed he had never really cared for her at all.
Something started to burn inside her. Something she had been supressing for so long and didnt even know it; pain. It poured out of her like a bleeding wound. She could not contain it, but she could hide it. Nobody could know how much she had truly been hurt.
She saught the help of a wizard deep in the mountain who gave her a special mask. "As long as you wear this mask," he said "nobody will see your pain. However the pain will not leave. Rather, it will build up underneath the mask. If you do not treat it, the mask will crack." The princess didn't think twice. She took the mask, tied it on, and found that it was a perfect fit. Sadly, she did not heed the wizard's warning. She wore it so much that she would forget the mask was even on. It became a part of her.
One day, the mask broke. The wizard said he could fix it, but she would not be able to wear it for some time. During that time, the princess stayed hidden away. She slowly started to heal, but she desperately wanted her mask back so that she could rejoin her friends. When the mask was returned to her, she noticed that there was still a visible crack in it. "How can i wear this?" she asked. "People will know its only a mask." The wizard smiled. "Only the ones who care enough to look."
She still wears her mask today, but every now and then, when shes with the right people, she takes it off.
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from Short Stories http://bit.ly/2XsAWnK
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