An Apple away, keeps the doctor away. But what happens if the Apple was poisoned. Like in Snow White, where the female lead, Snow White got poisoned by an Apple. Or what happens if the Apple didn't keep the doctor away. They just kept coming, and coming? Well, let me tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a girl! Oh, we love this girl! She's motherly, kind, gentle and oh, so sweet! Everyone in her village loved her. I mean, who wouldn't? She was beautiful, smart, fights back but isn't mean, she can cook! She can clean! She can do everything. A man, or woman, she could do both.
THRASH
But unfortunately no one can be perfect. There's always that one imperfection, that gnaws at you. It made you go insane. It makes you wanna go….
nuts. Insane. ALunatic.
"SHUT UP! I'M SOME CHARACTER IN YOUR BOOK!"
Who said that? Oh, look! It's our female lead! Now, let's get a closer look at her. Oh! She doesn't seem well. We should help her, shouldn't we? Let's give her some medicine!
"NO! STOP! I DON'T WANN-"
Oh? It seems like she fell asleep. That's so....Wonderful!! That means we get to talk about her some more!
Now, where were we, before I got rudely interrupted…..hmmm…
Oh! I remember now! Imperfections! As perfect as our main character seems, she has so many imperfections that she's amazing at hiding!
"Rachel! Rachel! Wake up! I got your mail"
Oh! Here comes a side character! He's the mailman! Ooohh~
And he's handsome! We love handsome side characters that we'll probably never see again!
"Rachel?"
Creeeaaaaak
That was embarrassing. Also, isn't that like….breaking and entering? Oh wait! I forgot, I have to narrate this! Ahem!
The mailman called out to Rachel. When she didn't answer the first time, he called again. No answer. He called again, and again and again, but still no answer! He gripped the doorknob, ready to knock it down if the door was locked. But it wasn't. Slowly, he opened the door, a long creaking noise following it. Inside, was a big hole in the middle of the room. A small kitchen on the left side, along with the living room in front of it. On the other side of this house, was a door. Probably leads to the bathroom, maybe leads to paradox.
Open the door
AHEM! Pardon me, I don't know what came over me. Where were we? Oh! Yes!
On the right side of the room, there were portraits, among photos and more artworks. His eyes kept exploring the room but he was too much of a cowa-
…..he was too scared to enter the household. He kept looking from the spot he was standing, but what stared back at him was emptiness. No sign of our main character. Where could she have gone?