Where to begin? Well, I a long time ago, was a princess in India I was a benevolent princess. All of my people loved me. However, When I was in my twenties, I was about to marry a horrible man, a warlock if you will.
Now at the time, I was arranged to be married to him. However, I refused, since I knew of his wickedness. Angry By my refusal, He turned me into a white tiger. He also cursed me to live forever. I was the banished from my land. And for the next couple hundred years, I lived in a cave, alone and miserable.
About two years ago However, I met a boy. Not a boy Tiger, but a human boy. He was about eight at the time. His name was Timmy. See, Timmy, his mother Tress and father Jacob came to India on Vacation. Timmy got lost from his parents, He was lost in the forest for days, and this is our story.
“Mommy, you found me!” Timmy cries. He was scared and winning. I was my cave. I hear this boy as he wonder into my area.
Now, since I was human, I can speak. “Go away!” I roar. “However, for some reason, the boy goes closer.
“Hello.” Timmy says. He was drying his tears.
“Go away human!” I shout, I the jump out, revealing myself. At the time, I didn’t know he was just child.”
“A talking Tiger! He says, coming closer.
I didn’t know what to do. “Hello child.” Is what I said.
“I’m Timmy, What’s your name?” He asks.
“My name is Princess Dahlia.” I say. “I’m sorry if I scared you.”
“It’s cool.” Is what Timmy replies. “I’m lost. Can you help me find my Mom and Dad?”
Inside, I didn’t want to get involved, but I said. “Ok young Timmy.”
As we walked, we talked. He told me about his life Ii America, and how his Dad works in a Zoo and his a director and how his Mom makes amazing Brownies. After a couple hours which felt like minutes, we found his mom and dad, who were looking for Timmy. “Timmy!” She shouts
“Mommy!” He runs to her, hugging her. “Mom, this Princess Dahlia.” She can talk.
“Now dear>” His mom say. Don’t make up stories.
“I then chime in. “He’s not.”
His Mom and Dad stand in shock. Timmy’s father then said. “Did that Tiger talk?”
After a long talk, I explain to them what happened. It was good to talk to humans, since I haven’t talked to anyone human in years.
“So.” Timmy’s mother says. “You lived for hundreds of years, that’s amazing!”
“Yeah, maybe you should come to America with us?” His dad asks. “We never had a taling Tiger in the San Diego Zoo.”
“I don’t know.” I answer. I was concerned that they were just joking.
“Please?" Timmy asks.
The boy gave me a sad look and as soon as he did that. My cold heart melted. “As long as I get the royal treatment.” I joke. And the rest is history.