"The first time I was finally convinced that I had been right all along was when I heard the words “You’ve got the job.” Before that no one believed me—no one thought I was being realistic. But now I could prove to them that my dream wasn’t stupid or childish. It was real. My life was going to be right alongside that of Cinderella or Belle, or any of the other princesses whose stories I read about fifty times when I was younger, and still read occasionally now. It was an elf-sized man with pointy features, wearing a striped black suit and a tie with tiny Goofy faces all over who granted me that first step into my perfect life.
“Really?” I felt compelled to ask even though I knew he wouldn’t have told me I was hired if that wasn’t the case. Despite the fact that the man in front of me wore a Goofy tie, I could tell, solely by the slight rise of his right nostril, that he didn’t have a funny bone in his sapling body.
“Really.” he said. He didn’t look up from his laptop when he spoke. And, with the glow of the computer screen whitening his already sickly skin tone, he looked like Dracula’s brother. It’s probably a good thing he hides behind his desk all day, I thought. He didn’t have one thing going for him, unless you count looking like one of the cartoon villains in the amusement park you run as something going for you. I shouldn’t be talking though, having just been hired to dress as a cartoon character myself. At least I was going to be one of the good guys. Everyone knows that the villains are never the ones who live happily ever after.”
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