I'm Wishing
Written by: Emma Mathes
After her own breakfast in her little cottage, she went outside with bird seed, tossing with one hand and feeding little sparrows directly with the other.
At risk of sounding cliche, she was the real Snow White. At least that’s what she told herself. She liked the idea that this life made her princess-like. Snow White was lonely too, wasn't she? Singing into that well.
The thing was she couldn’t remember how she got here. Every day, she woke up, did the chores, fed herself and the animals, but couldn’t figure out why any of these things happened at all.