Remember how I threw in an image of a “Princess” in one of my earlier posts? Well, here’s a recap of her story, but the recap is long, so you might want to sit down.
The Princess’s name is Brooke. She is the heroine in a series I am writing; so that I give credit, where credit is due, I need to tell you that I named her after a young woman at my church because she inspired me as a young teenager.
Now that I’ve laid out all of my cards involving this story, let’s go back to the recap.
Brooke’s story starts out in a depressing, melancholy way. She has been on the run for three years; however, she is only sixteen.
Brooke’s parents abandoned her as an infant so she was forced into foster care from a young age, but her first set of foster parents beat her almost to death. (Note that this is only a story, and not the real Brooke who I know’s story. Don’t get confused, because that could give you the wrong impression of my friend, Brooke.)
A neighbor saved her from her cruel “parents,” but she still ended up in foster care again.
Then she was taken in by a magical family when compared to her previous foster care family, and there was nothing wrong with them; they were actually really nice to Brooke and treated her as one of the family.
Brooke became really close with her foster brothers, being that she was just about their age. . .
So, when her foster parents were arrested for “illegal activities,” which is a nice way of saying drugs, she was crushed. The kids were separated from one another and Brooke was left mentally scarred by the police officer who physically forced the young girl into the back of his car, keeping her from her brothers.
Now that you know all that, fast forward four years. Brooke is now wandering in the woods attempting to find her way to her “home,” which is a shelter on the BLM land near the city.
So, this is where the story goes in a different direction.
Brooke suddenly notices a group of men that appear to be drunk and are wearing weird knight-like clothes, but she dismisses them as LARPing gamers. She is careful however as she approaches them as the sun sets.
The men look strange to her so she finally decides to leave. So, she sneaks away to try to find her way back home. . .
But she’s jumped.
Let me know if you want to hear the rest of the story! I’ll make a second post about it if y’all like this post!
Stay tuned for my next post. . .
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