Once Upon a Fantasy

I'm working on a new story currently called Once Upon a Fantasy.

Annabelle is worthless. That's the only reason she can come up with for why her life is the way it is. She's never quite healthy. She was formerly abused by her dad who has just been released from prison. She's virtually ignored at home. She's bullied. She has no friends at school.

Her only consolation is the collection of fairy tales she begins to write. It's a way to shove her daily life into a manageable container and keep herself from panic attacks that visit her frequently. It's her lifeline. She keeps it a secret, morphing herself into a princess, her problems into dragons, her life into a fairy world, inventing mythical ways to get her out of where she's at. 

As she begins these stories, someone finally goes out of their way to know her. A boy named Brenden, who claims that he felt as though God told him to talk to her, because all she really needed was someone to care. And although the idea of a loving God appeals to her, it sounds too much like a fairy tale and she knows from personal experiences that fairy tales never come true. 

Although she's never been healthy, after receiving the news of her dad's release from prison, her health rapidly declines, beginning to manifest itself in symptoms that leave her unable to even walk. Doctor after doctor after specialist draw up short in diagnosing her and she begins to wonder what the point is if she's so messed up that even doctors can't figure her out. Where is the god Brenden keeps talking about?