She climbed out of bed early that morning...feeling fresh from a sleep that never came...her fingers aching from being subjected to type all night on a project report that would probably never see the light of day....
She felt ready to take on the world...once again....the music lingering long after it was heard no more....the silence asking her how she'd like to begin the day
Who would she like to be today, she asked herself..
Before she could give herself any answers, she was distracted by the oh-so-faint sound of the slim anklet she now regularly wore...awakening her to the distant pleasant dream when she was the princess and was being adorned by what she thought was the most beautiful ornament she'd ever seen...
It was hardly what they would call expensive...but it was priceless in that moment when she had first worn it.....the slim , loose string of metal cold against her skin...caressing her ankle with a shyness she never knew....
Her step had a bounce that day....her eyes sparkling as she looked long and hard at that trinket bought from the roadside as it gleamed in the neon lights....
She had wanted something new to wear that day...not because she needed clothes...but because she wanted to show off her newly acquired jewel in something that would allow her to bare her legs to the rest of the world...who were oblivious to her fiery spirit that damp evening in the month of April...
It had made her feel like a princess...and wasn't that what she was called? Or maybe it was just her imagination...she couldn't recall now...it was so long ago....
But she knew now who she would be for the day ..... she would be the princess again, she decided...all of this day....or till the time someone pinched her to bring her back to reality...
