I remember a shadow of my older sister explaining to me and our cousins about this wonderful play she had written. She was barely twelve and I was eight. A dull little girl compared to her talented older sibling. She told us about this beautiful daughter of a poor family who accidentally rescued a handsome knight while he was injured by a beast in the maiden's father's land. The maiden fell instantly in love with him, but he was indifferent towards her. to express his gratitude the knight who was commander of the royal guards offered her to come to capital to suggest her as the royal princess's lady in waiting. Apparently he was princess's childhood friend, and she was wanting of a lady in waiting so this capable maiden sounded like a good candidate. My sister told us how plain and ordinary was the princess and how she loved the knight too. But still he was indifferent towards her, despite all her approaches. In the other hand king who was handsome, single and a little older than the knight fell in love with our beautiful maiden and tried to win her heart. The king and her sister were somehow villains of the story and in the same time quite pitiful. In the end the knight understood that he was in love with the maiden and proposed to her. Even King despite his own personal interest allowed the marriage but princess couldn't accept it and took her life by cutting her own throat, with the silver pocket knife she had received as a gift from the knight in their childhood. It was a sad scene to behold especially for the knight. But still they married in the end and lived happily ever after.

My sister told us names and everything but I couldn't remember any of them. Then she picked the suitable actors for every role. She picked the king for herself. Three of us who were all little girls wanted to be the maiden but she pointed my cousin one year my junior who had beautiful brown eyes and caramel skin and said she was more like the maiden my other cousin who was taller than me was picked for the role of the knight and was happy. Then she told me by a appological tone that the princess had fair skin and light brown hair like me. I was suspicious that she did it on purpose, but she denied and I was forced to play my role. I remember saying my lines with a flat tone raising my voice to a childish scream"why don't you understand how much I love you" he turned his back on me and left the stage. I sat on the floor pretending to cry. The play was a long one and eventually we got bored and dropped it after this flash back scene of princess's first confession to the knight when they were fifteen. And it was the only scene that I properly remembered.

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I died two days after my twentyth birthday, in my college dormitory room. We were having a little party after our mid-terms which was kind of my birthday party too, so I was obliged to drink more than usual and dance even more. I was dancing with my best friend when I felt a horrible pain in my chest and everything went dark, A moment later I was standing in a fancy medival room in front of me was a incredibly handsome boy with a dark complexion and a tall demeanour, I was talking with a strange language(which I understood) and a remarkably high-pitched voice, my chest still hurt a little. I was saying" why don't you understand how much I love you" this time in a dramatic but natural way and he was turning from me to leave the room. Next I sat on the floor and cried out loud while sitting on the floor, some woman embracing me. My chest still hurt.