My Backstory (My Unreal Character Vivian)

Hello, you may know me as regular Vivian Randell. But in  the night I sneak out, go to a waterfall and say words of ancient wisdom. Then when I enter my clothes form into a dress and become, Princess Vivian. Here’s my backstory: I was in a meadow of dandelions when suddenly a pony ran straight towards me! I covered my eyes with my hands know that I this would be the end of me. But instead, an inch away, the pony stopped. I pet it,got on it’s back and rode to a waterfall. The pony, by itself, went behind the waterfall and suddenly the huge rock in front moved! Behind was a beautiful dandelion meadow that had a castle with vines and leaves just in the distance. I got off and the pony nodded to the castle. I knew what to do. I went down to the meadow and greeted the ponies gracefully. Hold up. Now you may ask how and why I greeted the ponies. But while the pony brought me there the pony stopped and neighed. I somehow understood it. It said,”When we get there, find a horse and bow.” It gestured and fancy bow.”If one of the horses bow back then you may get on it and ride to where you wish. It will follow every command and be loyal to as you will to it. You may name it anything and rename it anytime.” Wow. But back to the meadow. I bowed to so many beautiful horses but none of them bowed back. Some of them said,”Why would Hooves bring a human girl here?” I guessed Hooves was the pony who brought me here. But then, from the few left I hadn’t bowed to, a beautiful horse with a pink mane and white strands in it came up to me. It bowed. I bowed. I gracefully got on it’s back and rode towards the castle. We went through some kind of enchanted forest. I saw fairies, gnomes, elves and little mushroom villages. When we got to the castle we stopped at the gate. Majesty I thought. I’ll name her Majesty. I patted her on the back and whispered,”Meet me back at the meadow. And tell Hooves where I’ve gone.” Without a word Majesty went off back into the woods. I knocked on the door and it opened, walking along was a small little gnome.”Name?”,it said. I replied,”Vivian Randell”. It looked through a paper and said,”Oh, I am so sorry your highness. I didn’t know! Come this way the queen would like to see you.” Before I could say anything the gnome added,”You see the queen knew you were coming. She sent out Hooves for you. She told him to tell the elders, but he is one of those ponies who just don’t understand.” he shook his head. I had so many questions in my mind, like, Why did he call me “your highness”?,who was the queen that “knew” I was coming? and Who are the elders? The gnome opened a even bigger door and left me be. Inside was a ballroom. There was a chandelier and candles. In the middle sat a young lady and a woman in a throne, there was an extra throne empty. I squinted and saw writing on the thrones. The first,”Princess Ivy” the second,”Queen Lexy” and the third,”……………Princess Vivian”

I came to the queen and bowed the same way I bowed to the horses. I said,”You must be Queen Lexy. And you” I turned to the princess,”must be Princess Ivy.” The queen nodded and Princess Ivy said,”You must be Vivian! Please, I insist you sit in your throne. Once you do, you will change out of those rags and become Princess Vivian. And please, call me Ivy, the gnomes and fairies call my “Princess” but they don’t have to. If they don’t have to, you don’t have to!” I was offended from the “rags” thing but in here? I don’t mind. The queen said,”Vivian, we have a lot to talk about come and sit with us in the dining room.” and on I went not knowing what was ahead and what secrets would be revealed. But in a castle in front of a nice and calm queen. I can do it. But Princess Ivy—Sorry Ivy is so enthusiastic! I would love to be a princess hang out with her. Maybe one day I’ll be crowned queen. But I will always remember Queen Lexy. Then we walked into the dining room. Then……………. To be continued 

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