Post by Rosanella on Jun 8, 2008 20:18:55 GMT -5
Rosanella entered the ball, hidden with a group of other excited girls. She got what she wanted when there was no grand entrance. The ball was exciting for her, too, but in a way it was intimidating. The lights, the music, tonight she didn't know anyone. She was no longer herself but Rosanella. Rosanella from her favorite fairy tale as a child.
Unsure of where to begin and feeling shy she decided to have a seat. As a part of the place setting, little slips of papers with some sort of proverb or fortune or something lie n front of her. She picked it up and read the tiny print. It was unimportant and a tad corny. Rosanella searched the large room hoping she would find some familiarity in the people there all the while fiddling with the tiny slip of paper.
Unsure of where to begin and feeling shy she decided to have a seat. As a part of the place setting, little slips of papers with some sort of proverb or fortune or something lie n front of her. She picked it up and read the tiny print. It was unimportant and a tad corny. Rosanella searched the large room hoping she would find some familiarity in the people there all the while fiddling with the tiny slip of paper.