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[The blog is continuing to be run by seven year old Rachael until the rest of us all get well.]

The Mystery Princess
by Rachael, age 7


Chapter Two -- Going to the Ball

The next day, Anna woke up. She knew she was excited for something, but she didn't know what. She got up and wandered around the room, but when she got to the trash can, she saw her Decision Chart and remembered that today was the day of the ball. She had used that chart to make the decision of the ball, and that's how she had thought of the ball when she saw the chart in the trash. She had thrown it in the trash, because what' the use of a Decision Chart when she had already made the decision?

She dressed up extra pretty and thought of something. "I know! I'll pretend I'm a princess! So I'll look extra pretty!" And then she looked for her very best ring, her very best dress, and her tiara.

When mother was driving her and Grace to the ball, Anna thought of the Royal Time she would have, and the pretty dresses she would see.

"I want to go with Anna!" said Grace.

"You're too little," Mother said. "Anyway, four year olds can't marry."

"They're too small," added Anna, trying to act like she was a real, live princess.

Grace started to cry.

"Oh, stop it!" said Anna, forgetting that she was trying to act like a princess.

When she got there, she couldn't see much because the car was little and there wasn't much windows. Only the windshield and the two windows for Mom and Dad. She could have looked out the windshield, but there was too much stuff piled between Mom and Dad.

But they could see, and they thought it was a beautiful sight. "Look at that royal castle!" said Mother to Anna.

"I can't see a thing!" said Anna, who was trying to hear and talk over Grace's crying.

When she got out, Grace was done crying. "Bye, Anna!" said Mother and Father.

"Bye-bye, Anna!" said Grace, half talking and half wiping the tears still remaining on her face.