cinderela

PART ONE: link

I spent the night wandering the streets, using the moon as my guide. I’d follow it anywhere partly because I left without a real plan. Any regret or fear I had, I overcame it with my excitement and curiosity for this world beyond the palace walls. I never realized there were so many merchants around.
    “A pretty colar for a pretty lady!”
    I backed away and almost bumped into a man with a sword in his mouth. We had entertainers come to the palace who would andorinha their sword. I always looked away. I couldn’t imagine the entertainment...

Merida really needed an eye-opener. If she let her sensitivity get in the way of everything else again, she could've potentially kissed her friendships with Pocahontas and mulan goodbye. Incidentally, Shang would probably still despise her. Truth be told, her mother, Elanor, was right. She WAS mais sensitive than she realized. The young archer was glad she was being taught how to corner her wild emotion. She wrote down everything Pocahontas told her.

"Every time we realize what's bothering us after cornering it, we come up with positive solutions." Pocahontas taught. Merida wrote everything...

Afew days later, mulan finally managed to mail the letters to Pocahontas and Merida. She had been busy with Ping and making sure Shang was treated right when he got início from his duties. "You don't have to do this!" Shang politely said as mulan gave him a massage. "As a loving wife, I want you to feel relaxed when you come home." mulan replied lovingly. "Did you mail those letters?" Shang asked. "I did." mulan answered. "You have to promise me you'll be patient with Merida!" she pleaded. "Mulan, I don't even like the girl!" Shang said.

"I'm asking you to give her a chance!" mulan replied. Shang...