Princess Story

Here's some more of our princess story! I have to tell you, I wrote fifteen pages of this story, and I only posted five pages here!! Hehe. But here's the 6th and seventh page!

When she opened the door to her huge palace, a maid, named Anna was right there at the doorway. And she had a huge plate in her hands with a cake on it.
"Happy birthday, Bell! Here is a cake for you!" she burst out.

"Oh, Anna! Thank you so much! How beautiful! Oh, you shouldn't have!" Bell excaimed.

"Oh, anytime, now do come in and eat some!" and Bell did exactly what she said, and told her mother what Anna did for her and how kind she was. But her birthday still wasn't the same without father, so she looked sad.

"So, what conversation did you and William have?" Mother asked, being snoopy like always.

"It's none of your bussiness!" Bell cried, losing her temper.

"How dare yous say that to me!" screamed her mother.

"Oh, I'm sorry, mother." Bell said, remembering how sensitive her mother was.

"You better be!" her mother shouted. Now beel was frightened by her mother's ruddness, and so she went up to her room where she would be safe.
Bell tried not to think of how nice her father was, and how he could calm dow her mother.

And she didn't like the idea of her mother not wanting there to be anything between her and William. So she cried again. Though she thought it was babyish to cry for things she wanted. But there were very inportant things. Her father in the war, having the rudest mother, and losing her true love. Then she thought she couldn't spend her life in her room crying, so she went downstairs.

"There you are, darling! I was wondering when you'd come down." said her mother, in her snoopy way.

"Yes, well, I came down." Bell said, seeming anoyed.

"Good. Because it's almost time for tea."
Soon Mary came into the room with a tray full of tea, cookies, and cakes. (Mary was one of their maids).

"Here you are, ma'am." she said.
And soon Bell and her mother sat down to tea and talked a little bit.

"So Bell, you really like being in the outdoors and your friend William?"

"Yes."

"Alright then..."

"You won't start another argument with me, will you?"

"No, dear, don't worry." mother said, though she was kind of lying.