Ok, I’m small for my age, but it was only cute when I was ten years old. Now that I’m twenty-one and all grown up, I find it so annoying. Still, I shouldn’t complain. I’ve had a good life in the Enchanted Woods, even though as each year passes, I grow more restless, waiting for something exciting to happen in my life. A few days after my twenty-first birthday party, I’d received a parcel through the post. Wondering what it was and excited to see, I opened the box and discovered a carefully packed birthday cake and a short red dress tucked inside. My Grandmother Rose had sent the gift and enclosed a beautiful card with a note, apologizing for not being able to come to the celebration. In her message, she also let me know that there was a new short cut in the Enchanted Woods. I would save thirty minutes if I took the new route during my weekly visit to her. Now, I’ve always been a good girl. I followed all the rules, which included never going out late at night or straying from the path in the Enchanted Woods.
