Ok, introduction: I was cleaning out my toy box in my closet, when I found a notebook I had used about 5 years ago. My mom told me to write how I felt in it instead of taking it out on my stepsisters, and so I did. Then it became something I enjoyed, but I put it in my toy box, and never used it again. I began to read it, and most of the stories were depressing, and then I came across "There is no Prince Charming." I remember it being my favorite of them all, and I read it again and again. I wrote it because I was constantly bullied by this guy I really liked, and I continuously got rejected by guys I liked, so I wrote it, expressing how I truly felt about what many call "love". Before I go on and on, here is what the story said. There is no Prince Charming. We have all heard the same old story again and again. Our parents read it to us before they tucked us in and kissed us goodnight. The old story, "Princess and Prince Charming." We all know how the stories end. The "Prince Charming" recuse the princess, they have true love's first kiss, and live "happily ever after." I know many girls who told me they want their "Prince Charming" to arrive. I was also foolish enough to believe he was real, but reality hit me. There is no Prince Charming.There isn't a knight in shining armor. To me, all guys are the same. Selfish, and only look at "hot" girls. I learned this the hard way. Reality is, if those girls are still waiting for their "Prince Charming" to arrive, they will be waiting their whole life for him.
