It’s All better in a Fairy Tale

It’s All better in a Fairy Tale

Once there was a girl who live such a perfect life in a perfect place. A place where only kindness reigns, a place where evilness can never grow. A place where even on a rainy day you will see the sunshine. A place so warm It is tinted with yellow. This place must be what yellow feels like.  

She lives in a village surrounded with trees.

Lively plants…

Bright flowers…

Happy faces…

Free animals…

No matter where you look there is no hint of cruelty living in this world. 

Everyday she wakes up with a smile on her face while listening to the birds singing peacefully in harmony. She get up everyday and never forgets to water the plants, she grew a garden so beautiful that butterflies and bees never get tired of visiting it everyday. Everyday, the people in her village plants a new tree and grew lots of garden until they ran out of place to plant. The air is so clean, the only scent you can smell is the lingering scent of daisies and lavender. They treat every animal with kindness no matter what they look like. Fury or not, tamed or wild, they make sure every animal is loved. Every night her mother sings her lullaby while she is sleeping under the moonlight while the crickets sings along with her mother.

 Everyday is special in their village, the people are always smiling, no signs of greediness. The people never failed to help others.

All of this are because of and old saying from their ancestors.

“ Mother Nature is so kind that she let us live in her, to repay her we must be kind to her and to always be in peace with nature” 

The girl ran her fingers to the carved words below the statue of a dove in the center of our village as she was reading it.

“ We must…”. The girl whispered and looked at the sky.

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Tomorrow is my birthday and my mother and I will bake a cake for the village to share, every year we do this to strengthen the bond of the people. 

“ Why is it so peaceful, mother?”. I asked her calmly. Her eyebrows furrowed and she looked at me with her gentle eyes and asked “ don’t you like peaceful?”. I was silent for a minute. I grew tired of being peaceful mother, I want something that makes my heartbeat so fast I could hear it. Maybe, I crave chaos so much because I never got to experience it.

“ I like it, mother. I love being in peace.” I lied.

That night I couldn’t sleep, all I did was stare at the ceiling and think of the endless possibilities that I might experience in another world. A chaotic world. 

“ wake up, sunshine. It’s your birthday!”. My mom greeted me with a smile. The moment I opened my eyes I saw my mother’s beautiful face with excitement all over her face. 

It’s my birthday…

I went outside and wandered in the garden for a bit. Everyday always have a hint of yellow but today is different it is cold and blue, the melancholic kind of blue. The kind of blue that can turn your insides upside down. I closed my eyes and ignored the melancholic atmosphere, my eyebrows furrowed. What is that smell? It smells like rotten fish. I opened my eyes and a shocking event flashed before my eyes.

I gasped and covered my eyes in fear,

Blood... Blood everywhere... The blood splattered all over the place... All I could hear was screeching and laughter... Pain... They are in pain yet these cruel people are laughing.

I just saw a man slit the throat of a pig. I heard the pic cried in pain. I slowly opened my eyes and wandered around the place. I saw a lot of horrible things.

A man slaughtering every kind of animals, some animals are even turned into clothing. I looked at the people, the smile on their faces when they slaughter poor and innocent animals is scary. The smirk and the look of satisfaction is frightening. Why must they do this? What did the animals ever do to these people?

I walked around hoping to find a kind soul in this awful place but instead I saw an empty field with a lot of wounded trees.

 I looked around hoping to find flowers but I couldn’t. all I could see is dead grass and… 

“ No! don’t cut the poor trees, you have cut a lot of trees already”. I shouted while running towards them. But they don’t seem to hear me. I tried to take the axe and saw in their hands but I couldn’t. all I can do is watch them ruin our mother nature as I cry in agony.

My knees fell in to the ground as I looked up the sky, I couldn’t even see the sky all I could see is dark clouds. A raindrop fell in my face, at first I thought it was just my tears. It rained, it rained so hard all I could see is fog. 

I can feel her, I could hear her. I could hear mother nature cry in anguish. 

I’m sorry, mother. I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop them. I’m sorry you have to suffer like this…

The sun shined again, I was supposed to be happy. But I could feel my skin burning, why is it so hot? I looked at the sun. I was looking for a place to stay shelter me away from the agonizing heat of the sun but all I could see is the sea. I was going to dive in the water but it looks filthy. I could see an island full of trash and the horrible and unbearable smell.

“Wait.” I looked around and saw a polar bear so skinny you could see through his bones. I ran to it and hugged him.

“ oh bear, what has happed to you?”. The bear was too weak to even move. I looked at him and all I could see is sadness. I hugged him tight and cried. “I’m sorry” I whispered to his ears.  

“ What is this place?! Is this hell?!”. I shouted in frustration.

“ This is what a chaotic world looks like, sweetie. This is reality, this is what the real world looks like. It’s chaotic and not beautiful.” I heard the gentle voice of my mother, I can’t even look at her. All I could do is cry. 

“hush, love. Everything will be okay”. Her voice is so comforting, I wish it could make me forget about my worries. 

“ I-If this is reality, then what was the world that we lived in, mother?”. I asked between my sobs, I’m confused about everything.

“ we live in a fairy tale, sweetheart.” She said and hugged me even tighter.

“ You have two choices, either we will go back home and live a perfect life or live here and be baked in the sun.” My mother joked to release the tension. “ Whatever your decision is I will come with you. But, reality isn’t that bad. You have only seen the bad things about humanity. There is still a kind soul here somewhere, sweetie”. I just gave her a reassuring smile to let her know that I feel better now. What I saw was already enough to make a decision. This horrible memory will forever be buried in my soul.

“ Happy birthday to you!”. The villagers cheered as I blew the candle. 

I regretted thinking I crave chaos when in fact I could not even bear to see my hands getting wounded.

I could have been brave but I chose to be a coward and lived the life I want even if it’s only a fairy tale. I chose to leave a peaceful life and turned my back on the cruel reality. 

Life is better in a fairy tale, anyway.  Or is it?