As a child, Snow was always a quiet child, keeping to herself and going on long walks in the forest. Growing up as a princess, you'd expect her to have many friends, but that was not the case. The sixteen year old never fit in with anyone, including her family. Her step mother hated her ivory complexion cursing her father, whom was long dead.

Spring was in full bloom on the day Snow went on her daily walk in the dense forest. She knew the closest part like the back of her hand. This day, Snow walked deeper into the forest than ever before. As she walked, but brush got denser and the creepers clung to the skirt of her dress.

Time ticked by as the sun slowly went down, leaving shadows that danced around the lost girl. When the moon came out, it gave an eerie glow to the trees, with their arms clawing at the girl's dress, ripping it in several places. The temperature dropped dramatically and Snow White began to shake violently. Wandering around in circles, Snow tripped over a branch and landed in a deep puddle of mud.

She crawled out of the puddle and made her way to the trunk of the near by tree. Soaking wet and lost, the young girl nodded off into a restless sleep. She awoke a time later when an owl hooted. Her eyes darted around as she scanned the scenery for possible threats.

The bushes around her started rustling as the sun began to rise. Snow White curled up so she wouldn't be discovered, but it was too late. The beast burst through the bushes, directed at Snow. She whimpered as the beast got closer. It stopped as it heard her whimper and lurched toward her, out of the shadows.

Snow hasped as the beast emerged. It was a beautiful green girl. She was clothed in flowers, leaves, and vines, and her hair was long and green as well. As she walked closer, Snow discovered that she was small. The breathtaking creature held out her hand to help the awestruck girl to her feet.

As Snow grasped her hand and stood up, she could see the creature only came up to her shoulders. The being had emerald green eyes that pierced through Snow White's own icy blue ones. The two girls just stood there silent for moments, just taking in each others shocking features.

The girl came to her senses and grabbed hold of Snow's hand, then escorted her through the forest. After a time of walking through the lush forest they reached a small house made of large branches tied together. The clearing that held the house also had a little creek that wound around the estate. Snow noticed several more green faces looking through the window at her and began to feel uneasy.

As the pair got closer, the door swung open. Inside the little house there was simple furniture that appeared to be hand made. Snow stayed silent as the little creatures filed in to the house and made a semicircle around her. She counted seven. All of them stood in silence, each waiting for the next to break the silence.

The one that had found Snow spoke first, "Child, what has brought you to my sister, and I?"

Snow spoke timidly, "I... I got lost while on my walk through the woods."

One of the seven sisters whispered to another, then slipped out of the house with a smirk on her face. All the sisters were equally beautiful, and they were all green.

The first spoke again in her soft, poetic voice, "Young, lovely child, how old are you? Where does such a beautiful child come from?"

The girl replied carefully, "I am but sixteen, and I come from nowhere and everywhere. I am a wanderer of my dreams."

Another sister laughed and said in a raspy voice, "With a dress like that? I doubt it, under that muck is a beautiful gown."

Snow looked around and thought of a new subject as to divert their attention away from her. "What are you creatures?"

They all replied in unison. "We are Forest Nymphs."

The first one spoke again, "We guard and protect the forest and everyone in it."

"What are you?" Asked Snow, turning even paler than before.

"We are Forest Nymphs. The greatest creatures you will ever meet." Replied the smallest Nymph in a high pitched voice.

Snow stood there waiting for something else to be said. The first Nymph clapped her hands and her sisters lined up single file.

"We'll have proper introductions, the our guest will be off the bed. She looks rather fatigued."

"Oh I am!" Declared Snow.

"I am Rose," said the first Nymph. She bowed to the girl and stepped to the side.

"Hello. I'm Aspen," said the raspy one, she then left the house.

"I'm Marigold!" Shouted the littlest one, then ran after her sister.

"The doubtful one said, "I'm Lily." Then followed suit.

Two Nymphs that were identical stepped forward and said in a unison, "We're Maple and Oak."

"Lovely to meet you all," Called Snow. "But wasn't there one more?"

Rose replied, "Yes, Poison. She had to attend to something. I'll show you to your bed so you can rest." Rose showed Snow to a small room with a bed made of soft, green moss. The lovely Nymph tucked the exhausted girl into bed and left the room.

As she left the house, her sisters crowded around her, quietly speaking. They pelted her with questions about the girl.

"Where did you find the wench?" Asked Poison.

"Can we keep her?" Squealed the twins.

Rose lifted her hand to silence the girls. They fell silent and gave her a chance to speak.

"We need to find out where she came from and if anyone is going to come looking for her. Don't you remember what happened last time?"

The sisters all nodded in unison.

"Poison, have you set the traps? Just in case she tries to escape," Rose asked.

Again, Poison nodded, but didn't speak.

"Good, so everyone is going to act normal until we find out more. When she wakes up, I want Lily to have a pie ready for her. She will be starving by then. Maple and Oak, I want you two to make her new clothes. The rest of you, make sure the bones are well hidden."

The girls split up an got to their assigned tasks. Maple and Oak made a beautiful, elegant dress out of vines and bright yellow flowers. The girls all worked for the rest of the day until Snow White awoke at dusk.

As she approached the kitchen, she overheard Aspen and Lily talking quickly. Snow had a feeling that they were talking about her, so she waited against the wall and listened.

"Do you think that we should put sleep weed in the pie?" Asked Aspen in her raspy voice.

"No. We don't want her to suspect anything. We need to find out more about the girl. We don't even know her name or where she really came from." Replied Lily.

This sent Snow into a panic. The first thought that crossed her mind was to run, the second was that the room got chilly all of a sudden. The girl spun around to face two angry Nymphs. Poison and Rose were both glaring at the girl, whom was now trembling.

Poison glanced at Rose and moved her lips, but no sound escaped.

Rose said sweetly, "Poison wants to warn you not to run; you won't get far." Rose cackled like the witch she was and she and Poison left the room. The door was bolted shut a moment later.

Snow threw herself to the ground and sobbed in frustration. She pounded the ground until her knuckles were bruised and bleeding.

The girl cried long and hard until she had no tears left. She missed her horrible family and her comfortable bed. As much as she hated the castle where she lived, at least she wasn't held captive or in danger. After crying for such a long time, she was utterly exhausted. She fell into a fitful sleep where she dreamed the most beautiful dreams.

The clouds were cotton and the grass was soft as a pillow. All the animals were taking care of the lost girl and leading her home. The birds sang and the sun shone brightly. Snow White danced around with the forest creatures and wished the dream would never end, but of course it did.

She was awoken by her grumbling stomach. Snow glanced around the room and noticed that the pie Aspen and Lily had baked for her was sitting on the dresser. She debated for a moment weather or not to eat it, but then decided she would.

She gobbled down the whole pie and hoped that the Nymphs did put sleep weed in the pie so that she could go back to her dream world. As she waited for the sleep weed to kick in, she searched the room.

Snow suspected that there would be a secret escape somewhere in the room. She carefully and silently moved all the pictures and rugs in the room, but still she found nothing.

Giving up hope, Snow plopped down in the middle of the room. Suddenly, the floor creaked and gave way underneath her. She fell only six feet, at most, but it was still enough to knock the wind out of her and cover her in bruises.

When she regained her composure, she stood up and realized that it was a tunnel she had found herself in. Snow dusted herself off and peered into the velvety darkness. The tunnel smelled of dirt and decay, Snow almost gagged at the smell.

She placed a trembling hand against the cold, damp wall of dirt. The girl took a few slow steps and felt her way along the path. She kept tripping on the loose stones and mounds of dirt, so after several falls. she just decided to crawl.

After what seemed like hours of crawling, she hit her head on something hard. She reached out and felt along the surface, it evened out along the top, like stairs. Snow started ascending the after four or five stairs, her head bumped into something solid.

She pushed open the trap door, and the bright light of the day temporarily blinded her. When her eyes adjusted to the brightness, she saw the she was free! She leaped out of the tunnel and was grabbed by two pairs of hands.

Her head whipped around and she saw two green beasts. They were hideous Nymphs in their true form, and they were mad. Snow White recognized them as Rose and Poison, as they started going back to their beautiful, less terrifying forms.

"We warned you not to run. Now we have no choice but to take care of you." Growled Rose.

Snow struggled to get free, but Poison was too strong. Poison dragged Snow behind her, but the girl kept kicking and screaming. Finally, Poison had enough, she squeezed a pressure point in the girls neck, and instantly she slumped forward. Poison slung the unconscious girl over her shoulders, and started back to the cabin.

When Snow woke up, she noticed that Poison was standing guard. She was a prisoner! She knew that she had to escape, somehow... Suddenly, she had an idea!

"Can I go to the bathroom?" She asked.

Poison nodded and followed her to the door.

"Some privacy would be nice," said Snow rudely. Poison backed up a few pace, and Snow White went in. As soon as the door closed behind her, she opened the window and silently slipped out.

The girl took three timid steps, and then began to run. She didn't get more than fifty steps when she felt an unbearable pain in her leg and crashed to the forest floor. She lost consciousness.



As the days went past, her family had been searching for her day and night. After many days of searching, they gave up, guessing that the wolves had gotten their poor daughter. Less than a week after they gave up searching, a present appeared at the palace gate. It was wrapped in leaves and vines, and had a card attached.

The card read, "We hope you enjoy the soup, love the Nymphs."
Inside was a large cauldron of soup. The King took a small sip of the broth and found it tasted better than any sustenance he had ever tasted before. When he and the rest of the family had gotten to the bottom of the cauldron, there was something so terrifying that the king couldn't contain himself.

As the King fell to his knees he screamed, "You will pay Nymphs, I will have revenge for my daughter!"

    I woke up in a cold, dark basement. Where was I? More importantly, who am I? As I felt the familiar prick of the bevel on my arm, the cold wash of anesthesia hit me, it swept over me. A wave started at the tip of my fingers, rushing across my face to my brain, and then running down my neck to my chest. It then crashed into a warm golden explosion in my stomach, an amazing sensation of complete bliss, as every muscle in my body relaxed and my head lolled gently my shoulder. As I relaxed, I felt his hands roaming my body, but I was too out of it to stop him.

    By now, I was already used to him touching me while I was under the influence. Even though we had only been going out for a few months, he and I had fooled around for long before that. Before we had met, I was still a virgin, and I did well in school. Everything had changed so much in such a short period of time, not that I care. Nobody cared about me except Tyler. He was always looking out for me and I would do anything for him.

    As the high wore off, I looked around and saw I was in Tyler’s basement and utterly alone. I didn’t see Tyler, so I got up and walked upstairs to see him with another girl. She looked to be about twenty-some odd years old, quite a bit older than me, and more experienced, judging by the way she was handling my boyfriend. I was about to object when they finished, and Tyler got up to take a shower. He pushed past me, not even noticing I was standing there in tears.

    I didn’t know what to do, so I went to the only place I had left, home. I wouldn’t normally call it home, but it was the only place left for me to go. As I waited for the bus to come, I started thinking. For the first time in days, my head was somewhat clear, and I felt sick. As I heaved into the bushes, a horrible thought crossed my mind. When was the last time “Aunt Flow” had come for a visit? As I boarded the city bus, and headed towards home, I stopped at the corner store across the street and purchased a home pregnancy test.

    As I crossed the street and walked up my driveway, I hid the test in my jacket pocket. I opened the door as quietly as I could, so as not to alert my parents of me being home. I heard them arguing in the living room, so I crept up the stairs and into my bedroom to take a nap. I woke up to my stomach churning. I struggled to get to the bathroom in time, and vomited into the toilet. As I was calming down, I remembered that I still had to take the test.

    Waiting was the most agonizing part. The clock beside me felt like it was in slow motion, and I couldn’t wait. I poked at the bruises formed on my arms from where the needles had broken the skin, and winced as the pain shot up into my arm. After five minutes, I inspected the test. Two thin lines appeared in the viewing box, and I felt my heart sink. I had to tell Tyler…

    I slowly trudged back to my room, being careful to not make any noise. The pregnancy test was thrown out my window with such force; it hit the neighbor’s bathroom window, and then fell to the ground. I picked up my phone, and dialed Tyler’s number. It rang and rang, but Tyler didn’t pick up. Something had been thrown downstairs, as I heard a crashing sound, and my mother sob. Would they ever just get a divorce, and stop fighting? Probably not, it would be just too easy for them.

    The stairs creaked as I slowly descended and rushed out the door. When I got to Tyler’s, I heard him cursing at the older woman to get out, and as I was about to knock the door was flung open and the woman came storming out.

    “I hope you get it bad bit**. He never even loved you!” The woman spat at me, seething.

    I carefully went into the house and saw Tyler lying on the couch, obviously sleeping. A kiss on the lips, turned into something much, much more.

    He pinned me to the couch and started crushing me under his weight, smothering me with painful kisses. I tried to push him off of me, but he was too strong. I gave up and let him have his way with me, trying to tell him that I was pregnant, but never being able to finish. When he was done with me, he told me to get out.

    “I need to tell you something!” I shouted at him.

    He grunted and looked at me, waiting for me to go on.

    “I’m pregnant.” I told him as I stared at the ground, waiting for him to say something, anything.

    Instead he walked over to me, and opened his arms. I walked forward and fell into his embrace, but as soon as I was in his arms, he started violently beating me. As he kicked my stomach, I felt an incredible amount of pain, one that I had never felt before. I fell to the ground, but he didn’t let up. He kept beating me for what seemed like hours, and my body was crying out in pain. The darkness swallowed me whole with its razor sharp teeth.

    As I awoke, I felt like I was missing something, then came the incredible pain in my abdomen. I found myself in the hospital, all alone, and needing my drug. The nurse came in and told me that I had lost my baby, and that I was free to go when I pleased.

    With that, I collected my things, and left. On my way home, I was walking through the park, when I remembered that I had a hidden stash. In a hole in the maple tree, I had two needles, and lots of my goods.

    As I injected the substance into my vein, I felt the joy creep over my body. I wanted more, I needed more. I filled up two more needles of heroin, and injected them too. The world began to spin and I was so happy. Just before my head hit the ground I though, “How do you know if you’ve had too much?”