tranquility

tranquility
2010-11-04 00:24:59 (UTC)

Ella's Love Story (LONG)

Dear diary,

I sit alone in my bed. I stare and the pale ceiling. I am 18 and my parents want me to
be married by next week. I think, "I am only 18 can't I have time?" but no. They said if
I can't find a husband by next week they'll set me up in a arranged marriage. I don't
wanna marry some guy I don't even know. And they expect me to love him within the
first two seconds I see him. That doesn't happen. Only in fairytales.

Love, Ella

I shut my diary, and stare at the window. I walk on the balcony. The wind feels good in
my long hair. I look over and see a man. He's about twenty one and immediately I fall
in love. He cathes me staring at him and I look away. My cheeks turn red. I grab a
flower and stick it in my hair. I try and flirt by flipping my hair but he just laughed. His
voice melted my heart. He walked over and looked up at me.
"What is your name young maiden?"
"Ella!" I answer him from below.
"Over the horizon, look for a man riding a horse and call my name. We shall meet at
midnight."
"Sir what is your name?"
"They call me Sir Charles."
"I shall call your name...Charles." I smile. He smiles back. He looks around and picks
a rose from the garden. I lean down far enough to grab it and hold in close as he
walks away. I spin around my room in love. I run downstairs to see my father smoking
in front of the fire and my mother reading on the couch. I dance around.
"Ella are you alright?" my mother asks.
"Oh mother, I'm delightful. I'm happy. I'm just perfect!" I dance around some more.
"Well what's making you act like this?" my father asks.
"Ive found a husband for me to wed." I smile big.
"Who?!" my father spins around.
"His name is Sir Charles. He lives across the hill." My parents faces tightened and
grew hard.
"You will NOT marry that son of a-" I interrupt.
"Father, I love him! Accept it!" I run upstairs in tears.
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I wait on the balcony. It's exactly midnight. I hear the hooves of a black stallion.
"Sir Charles!" I call. The horse gets closer and I see him. He smiles up a me. And I
lovingly stare back. We engage in deep conversation. He asks me to wed him in two
weeks from this exact day. I say yes. He smiles greatly and kisses my hand. As he
rides away into the darkness, I yell.
"I love you Charles!"

Three days before the wedding I examine my dress. It's a perfect shade of white. I
smile. I'll soon be with the one I love.
"Ella!!!"
"What is it?!"
"Charles! He's..................dead."
My heart falls to the floor. My father couldn't possibly be lieing... At the stroke of
midnight, I look into the darkness. I hold the dagger and my hand is shaky.. I stand
over my wedding dress.. I take the dagger and stab it through my heart. Blood falls on
the dress staining it. I fall. Lifeless. And dead.
I look around. I'm not living. I'm a ghost. I hear my parents scream at the sight of my
lifeless body over the dress. I float around them. I whisper in my fathers ear...
"You made me do this.." He turns around quickly. But then looked at my dead body.

The next day, Sir Charles stopped by..hearing about my death. He is enraged. I watch
him curse and yell. I float down by him and hold his hand. I whisper in his ear...
"I will always love you...remember me."

-K




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