Writing: The Princess and the Log

We had to write a twisted fairy tale for school. Here's mine:

The Princess and the Log

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There once was princess named Christina. Christina had one little brother Sam, and a little sister named Samantha. She also had a pet pig.

So, one day she decided to go down to the forest and pick some berries and nuts for her pig. She was walking along a trail when she came across a big log. She COULD just go around it, but her mother told her to stay on the path so she wouldn’t get lost. She WOULD just step over it or jump over it, but her dress was too long, and she didn’t want to ruin it.

So, she carefully jumped up and started climbing over the log.

“Hey, watch it there, you almost stepped on my twig,” said the log.

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t see that there. Plus, YOU’RE the one in my way! Can you just please move over??” the princess pleaded.

“Here, I’ll make a deal with you,” the log continued, “see, a witch casted a spell on me and turned me into a log. But I am actually a very handsome prince. The only way to break the spell is if you kiss me,” the log explained.

“So, if I kiss you, you’ll turn into a prince and move out of my way?” the princess asked.

“Correct...” the log said.

“Well, alright, but you better not trick me like that frog back there at the pond,” she assured.

The princess leaned forward with her lips puckered and pushed out, and gave the log a big awkward kiss.

“Ouch!” said the princess pulling away from him.

“Ouch? I just turned back into a very handsome prince that nobody can resist, and all you say is ouch?” the prince wondered out loud.

“Yes, ouch! I just got a big splinter on my mouth because of you! Now look what you’ve done! You’ve tricked me into getting a splinter on my lips! Darn, now I can’t apply my new berry-shimmer chapstick that I just got from the mall! I should’ve known better....”

“Well, now that I’m a real prince and all, I could kiss you to make it better...” the prince continued.

“You wish!” said the princess. She gave him a big slap across the face and walked off with her basket of berries.

And they both lived painfully ever after, The End.