A215 Facebook Weekly Writing Challenge ~ 3

Facebook Weekly Writing Challenge : 3 ~ Re-Write a Fairytale

I chose to change the timing of the story to modern-day, 21st Century and the point of view of this story. I am telling the story of *Snow White* from the Wicked Witch’s Point of View.

STOP PRESS!!!

WHITE: NOT SNOW INNOCENT AFTER ALL?

Once upon a time there was a story that was told about me that made me out to be a nasty wicked witch. The rumours that were spread throughout *land Far Away* were down right rotten and untrue. I will tell you what really happened. I will tell you the truth.

I married a lovely handsome prince who later divorced me for a younger model because I was infertile and couldn’t bear him a child or heir to the throne. I was deeply upset by this and became quite a recluse. I moved into a little hut deep in the forest. I stayed out of everyone’s way and never caused anyone any trouble. I lived a quiet and content life.

I heard not long later my ex husband and his new wife had given birth to a little girl who suffered from anaemia. As she grew up she was bullied not only because her mother was younger than her father, but because of her anaemia. The used to call her ‘Snow White’ or ‘Blood Lips’. I thought that this was quite cruel and felt sorry for her.

Anyway, one day I was out in the forest enjoying the sunshine picking some apples when I heard one of my ex husbands huntsman drawing near. He came up beside me and began mocking me for my doubled over back. You see I suffered from severe back pain due to my spinal defect. It wasn’t a known condition back then, we had no proper doctors. The Huntsman stole all my apples and rode away leaving me to start all over again.

As I began to walk home I heard singing and it sounded so beautiful I stopped near by a cottage to listen. Seven dwarves suddenly appeared and started throwing stones at me, calling me a witch. I was crying and got angry so I shouted at them. All I said was that they should be ashamed of themselves.

The the beautiful singing sounded louder and closer than before. I was so relived as I thought these ASBO dwarves would stop throwing things at me. Then I saw her. Rosie, the husband’s daughter who is otherwise known as Snow White. She was very beautiful, but very pale.

I asked her if she was lost as I’d never seen her out here before. Before she could answer, those ASBO dwarves ran to her crying, shouting all manners of nonsense about me being an evil witch and that I’d been throwing things at them. She believed them and joined in calling me a witch and evil, and terrible things. She even called me an old crone and told me to get my nose fixed by a plastic surgeon.

I was so upset I ran away crying and forgot to pick up my basket of apples. Well the next thing I heard, Rosie (Snow White) had been taken to hospital seriously ill after cleaning the dwarves home and eating something dodgy. Before I knew it, my face was plastered on ‘Wanted’ posters all over the forest. Apparently those dwarves had told everyone I posioned her with an apple. They said I forced it upon her repeatedly insisting she have a shiny red apple. How absurd! I would never hurt anyone, I’m far too frail and innocent. Besides, I only pick green apples, I don’t like red apples.

Well I couldn’t run and hide, not with my back. So I was wrongfully arrested and imprisioned in Far Away Prison.

I heard that she pulled through thankfully, and has taken it upon her to look after those seven dwarves. unfortunately, they are still anti-social and I’ve heard on the grapevine that they are due to be evicted from that cottage.

I know I didn’t poison he, but I wouldn’t put anything past those dwarves.  I’d like to think that Rosie (Snow White) is innocent in all this, but after what I’ve been put through, I don’t trust anyone anymore. She was probably in on it all along. I bet she had it planned to get rid of me once and for all becuase I reckon secretly, my ex husband still loves me and her mother is afraid he’ll take me back, like one of those *happily Ever After* stories. She’s definitely her bimbo mother’s daughter.

Funnily enough not long after I had been imprisoned she miraculously woke up from her coma. She was apparently awoken her the kiss of her true love, the soon to be husband. Yeah, right, like I’d believe that.

This is my life, not a fairy-tale.

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By Dawn Belewski