Princess in Ireland
There is a princess who lives in England and one day she went on a holiday in Ireland.
“Eww this place is so cold, and the people here are not up with the latest fashion.”
She was walking around her new home, a farm in the village of Nowhere when...
SQUELCH!! “AGHHH I STEPPED IN POOP!!” She screamed.
“Daddy these are my expensive mi piaci heels!”
“Well chuck em in the wash they’ll be fine.”
“AGHH you are HOPELESS!!”
And with that she stormed off.
A while later a girl with red hair entered. “Hi princess my name is Liliana and I’m here to give you your first riding lesson.”
“Oh I already know how to drive a car, thanks anyway.” Said the princess, with false sweetness and a fake smile.
“Oh not a car a horse…” She replied, smiling back at the shell-shocked princess.
“Eww this place is so cold, and the people here are not up with the latest fashion.”
She was walking around her new home, a farm in the village of Nowhere when...
SQUELCH!! “AGHHH I STEPPED IN POOP!!” She screamed.
“Daddy these are my expensive mi piaci heels!”
“Well chuck em in the wash they’ll be fine.”
“AGHH you are HOPELESS!!”
And with that she stormed off.
A while later a girl with red hair entered. “Hi princess my name is Liliana and I’m here to give you your first riding lesson.”
“Oh I already know how to drive a car, thanks anyway.” Said the princess, with false sweetness and a fake smile.
“Oh not a car a horse…” She replied, smiling back at the shell-shocked princess.