If you didn’t know, me and Snow White's dad go way back into highschool. Our love was strong and we were most likely going to get married until “she” came. That woman stole everything from me and I will resent her for the rest of time. You might of figured “she” is Snow White's future mom and wife to my husband …show more content…
Her white skin was ghost like. Every time she felt like mocking me she would be there in an instant. It was like she had walked through the walls like a ghost. When she screamed it was like her red lips spit blood and fire. And her ebony hair could conceal her facial expression. She could look like a nice girl when you talked to her but on the inside she could be holding in fury. Her hair helped her hide her anger when she needed to hide it. To add to the fact I asked my mirror as I normally do “mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all. You, my queen, are fair; it is true. But Snow-White is a thousand times fairer than you. This was outrageous and for the next year I Iooked at Snow White with my heart inside out. I felt that this demon spawn of a girl was making me go mad. I did the only thing there was to do, I was going to kill …show more content…
I hired the best huntsman in the land to do it. I told him to "take Snow-White out into the woods. I never want to see her again. Kill her, and as proof that she is dead bring her lungs and her liver back to me." Surely he could withstand Snow Whites cries for help and not take pity. After all he was a huntsman, he killed all the time. The next day the huntsman came to me and bowed with her lungs and liver in a jar. I almost cried with happiness. Just to check to see if she was dead I ran to my magic mirror. I said Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Who in this land is fairest of all? You, my queen, are fair; it is true. But Snow-White, beyond the mountains With the seven dwarfs, Is still a thousand times fairer than you. The huntsman had deceived me! Snow White was still alive and I was not going to stop until she died, for I had another plan.
The only way to ensure Snow White’s death was to kill her myself. I dressed up as an old peddler woman and found the dwarfs house. “Wares, wares, beautiful wares” I screamed! “Do you want to buy some”? Snow White let me in and my plan was working. I tightened the dress she tried on as hard as I could so she could suffocate. I left the house as soon as she stopped moving and went back to the castle. Asking the mirror again I said Mirror, mirror, on the