disney-heroines

People call me “Sleeping Beauty.” Though my aunts were desperate to keep it a secret that the curse on me was actually fulfilled, even to the point of putting the entire kingdom to sleep, it didn’t take long for me to mention how I didn’t know how I ended up in the highest tower’s bed or for Phillip to tell his father about how he fought a dragon to get to me. I don’t know who came up with the nickname “Sleeping Beauty,” but I hear it every time I talk to the servants in the castle Phillip’s father had built for us, every time we visit my parents or his father, every time I go to visit the townsfolk in our now-united kingdom. No one understands what happens to me at night. They all understand Phillip’s nightmares about thorns and fire and dragons, but no one can understand mine. No, they think it was easy for me. Just a few hours in an enchanted sleep and then awakened by a kiss from my true love. What could be simpler? They don’t know about the green light. Every night I lie in