Prince Charming

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          I never thought in all my years that I’d find the perfect
Prince Charming. Oh no. I thought I’d find your Average Joe, who I’d love and
marry. And we would raise our kids in a happy home, maybe with a pet or two.
But never did I think I would really find myself a Prince Charming. A man who
would love me and cherish me and protect me and would be perfect. But not just
perfect in looks, oh no. He’d have the perfect personality, the perfect job,
the perfectness that only comes with a Prince Charming. And never did I think
I’d find him.

          Of course, I didn’t think he was my Prince Charming at
first, but who ever does? But I grew to see the Prince inside him, and the
perfectness of him. And who knew it’d be your Average Joe, the one I thought I
was destined to be with, who turned out to be the man who wanted me and my
Prince dead. Well, mostly me but my Prince was eventually wanted dead as well.
But who would have thought it? I certainly didn’t.

          That’s the same kind of surprise you feel when you found
out you’ve actually found your Prince Charming. And it’s the same kind of
surprise as when you realize you’ve fallen in love with your Prince Charming.
But to know your Average Joe, a stalker? Very surprising. Very scary.

          But I knew it’d be my Prince who would save me. Of course,
when you have a stalker, the police are good people to contact too. And I did,
obviously. But I knew my Prince was there for me. He’s a Prince Charming; he’ll
always come for me. And my Prince is a perfect Prince, as all should be. And he
came for me. And this is that story.

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