"The guilt of not going back began eating away at Beauty's conscience. She used the mirror to see how the Beast was doing while she was away. " Miss Yumi said as she revealed the next page. The image from mirror took the entire class aback as much as it horrified Beauty. "Seeing the Beast half-dead beside the bed of roses, Beauty turned the ring over her hand three times without any hesitation. In an instant, she was teleported back to the castle and ran immediately to the Beast's side."
Miss Yumi pretended to sob, acting out Beauty's lines from the storybook. "I'm so sorry, this is all my fault. Please don't die, I should have come back earlier. I should have said yes to you a long time ago, but I didn't because I was foolish. Please come back..." Miss Yumi's voice realistically broke that Cathedra was actually impressed with her acting. "Please don't leave me... I love you."
The next page showed a close up shot of Beauty's tears falling over the Beast's body. "All of a sudden, the Beast's body lights up and he gradually transformed into the blonde-haired stranger from Beauty's dreams."
"'Beauty!', cried the stranger aloud," Miss Yumi said, "The blonde-haired stranger stared at his arms with amazement and held them up to his face. 'How could this be? I'm human again! Could it be that...you broke the curse? Does this mean that you love me back?', he said."
Copying Beauty's reaction as how it looks like inside the storybook, Miss Yumi scrunched up her eyebrows. "Beauty was confused at the whole scene that unfolded in front of her eyes. 'Curse? What curse?', she asked."
Miss Yumi carried on with her little skit. It turns out that the Beast was actually the Prince of a certain kingdom. Back when the Beast was but a teenager, his father died while his mother, the Queen, led her soldiers in a war to protect their kingdom. In his agitation of being left inside the safety of the castle while her mother was out there, risking her life, he grew irritable and impatient and ended up lashing out his anger at everyone within reach of his ire. His mother left him under the care of an old family friend to serve as his guardian. The Prince's guardian grew to love him and asked him to marry her.
Not to be bothered with the affairs of the heart as his mind was only preoccupied with the pessimistic thoughts of his mother out in war and probably ending up dead like his father, the Prince ended up rejecting her harshly. It turns out, the Prince's guardian was actually a powerful fairy. To teach him a lesson about treating people well, the fairy cursed the Prince and turned him into a hideous Beast. The curse would only break if the Prince would find a maiden who would love him despite his ugly and hideous appearance.
"The Prince held Beauty's hand, 'Your love saved me.'" Miss Yumi said, "The Prince knelt on one knee and said, 'My life belongs to you. For the rest of my life, I will devote myself to making you happy. Will you marry me?'"
Squeals of giddy reverberated all over the classroom that Cathedra had to cover her ears with her hands. Miss Yumi, undisturbed by the noise, continued. "Beauty accepted the Prince's proposal and got married. And they lived happily ever after!"
The class echoed with "oohs" and "ahhs" as they clapped their hands in awe at the wonderful love story they heard. Closing the storybook, Miss Yumi gave a bow and a curtsy, pleased that the children were listening all throughout her performance.
But one child wasn't clapping. Instead of joining in the applause like the rest, Cathedra raised her hand.
"Yes, Cathedra? What is it?" Miss Yumi said, sweetly.
"What about the last page?"
Miss Yumi arched an eyebrow as she browsed through the storybook one more time. After turning to the last page, she held it up in front of the class for all to see.
"See, there," she pointed to the left side of the page where Beauty and the Beast were dancing at the ball for their wedding. "And they lived happily ever after. That's how all fairy tales end, Cathedra."
The mystified girl shook her head and pointed to the page at the right. "What about that one, Miss Yumi? There are still three words written at the top of the page. Then there's a moving picture. Then there are another five words written at the bottom of the picture."
Miss Yumi stared at the spot Cathedra was pointing to but could only find a white page. Nothing was written there. It was blank.
"Now, now, Cathedra," Miss Yumi smiled patiently at her, "We all had our share of fantasy today! That's enough storytelling for now."
"But Miss Yumi, I'm not telling a lie. I can see it. I really can." Cathedra protested, "It was the fairy who cursed the Prince and turned him into a beast. Right now, she's removing her black cloak and she suddenly transformed into a woman with raven black hair and black long gown. Her skin is as white as snow, Miss, and then she has a mole at the top right side of her lips."
Miss Yumi was stunned. Not only was the child lying, but she was telling tall tales about moving photographs. That didn't exist in real life. This wasn't some magical fantasy movie. To make it worse, she was filling the other children's mind with nonsense.
"Children, why don't you go play outside for recess while I speak with little Cathedra over here?"
"Yes, Miss Yumi!" The children agreed cheerfully, eager to see that the teacher's pet was in trouble. They all raced out of the door, eager to run around out back to peek at the windows and catch a glimpse of the little troublemaker's punishment.
When all the other children were out of sight, Miss Yumi crouched down so that she and Cathedra were eye to eye. Miss Yumi heaved a heavy sigh.
"Cathedra, I'm really disappointed in you. I knew that you weren't the one who trashed the classroom but this is way out of line! You lied and made a fuss today. I expected more from you, considering that the orphanage told me what a smart, obedient girl you are."
"But I really wasn't lying, Miss Yumi," the poor child was near tears now, "I could really see it, honest."
Not only was the poor girl afraid of being punished for a lie she never said, but she was also terrified that she can see things that no one else can. How in the world could no one else see the last page, except her?
Miss Yumi's patience snapped. "That's it, Cathedra. You will write 'I must not tell lies' at least a hundred times. You are also not allowed to have recess and play with the other kids today. Go sit at the corner and get started!"
Cathedra ran towards her spot at the corner and faced towards the wall to hide the outburst of tears that she couldn't stop. Her whole body shook with fear at the loud voice Miss Yumi used on her. She took out her pencil and paper from her bag with trembling fingers that could barely hold anything from the fear of loud noises.
She desperately tried to wipe away her tears so that it will not smudge the paper where she wrote 'I must not tell lies' for the hundredth time.
From that moment up to high school, Cathedra was pretty much alone. Word of that little scene she made in kindergarten seemed to follow her wherever she went. Even the orphanage staff, who were usually so kind to her, now avoided her like the plague. She went to school alone, ate lunch alone, went back home to the orphanage alone, and spent the rest of her time in her room alone. That pretty much summed up Cathedra's life. Until Diane came along. It was one summer's day when Cathedra was sitting underneath one of the trees in the courtyard, eating her lunch alone, as usual. She loved it here because the tree's angle hid her from sight. No one usually went here because it was near the teachers' lounge, so students could not go about their mischievous businesses without running the risk of being caught. If she ate lunch somewhere else, there was a high chance of running into bullies who had no other definition of fun but to pick on her.
"What is that?" Diane repeated the question more forcefully this time since Cathedra just stared at her dumbfounded. "Uhh. . ." Cathedra averted her eyes and extracted herself from the close proximity she had with Diane. "It's my homework." "Hmm, I never heard of homework that asks us to make our own novels, though." Cathedra blushed. There was no going around this. Diane read what she wrote and she's just asking the question in hopes that Cathedra would respond honestly. Cathedra couldn't bear to look at her friend in the eye from guilt weighing in her chest. She fiddled with her fingers while staring at the ground, bottling up the tears that were threating to fall." I-I'm sorry, Diane. I-I lied. The truth is that it's a novel I was writing." Diane's face lit up when Cathedra finally decided to tell her the truth. She stared at Cathedra, urging Cathedra with her eyes to explain further. Doubts filled Cathedra's mind. After all
Cathedra followed the two delinquents and Diane all the way to an abandoned building in the middle of an unfamiliar neighborhood. The ramshackle old building was situated miles away from the orphanage and Cathedra was getting worried that she would get in trouble for not being back by dark because she delayed setting her course for home right this moment. Nevertheless, Diane's out-of-place petite figure in the midst of rough, unruly guys strengthened Cathedra to never waver in her resolve. The man with dragon tattoos and the dude with the man bun snuck out in the back, and ushered Diane in. All three of them disappeared from Cathedra's view due to the abundance of litter and refuse that has piled up all over the years. Cathedra waited for a few minutes before following after them, for fear of being discovered. The overgrown weeds barricaded the entrance, which worked in Cathedra's favor of concealing her. Crouching low enough to avoid being seen, she peeked a
It's been a week since then. Only a week has passed, yet to Cathedra it was an eternal nightmare that replayed over and over. She could still see the scenes unfolding freshly in her mind, as if her life was a broken movie that was stuck at that moment, repeating that nightmare over and over. "Miss, for the hundredth time, what happened inside that abandoned building? Who locked you inside and murdered the two victims?" Every day, Cathedra would find herself inside a room that was bare and empty except for the lamp atop a single table situated in the middle of the room and two chairs where she and the kind police officer sat on at this moment. Day by day, he would question her politely but persistently about the crime that occured that day. Day by day, Cathedra would stare at him blankly, not uttering a single word. If her thoughts could speak, they would be screaming at the officer. How she was held by the two delinquents and forced to watch a
"Welcome! Welcome to my world. My name is Cathedra. Leave my last name blank, if you will. In this book, I shall present you a question: What if the villains in our stories are not actually evil as they're shown to be, and the good people in fairy tales are not as good as they seem? You don't believe me? Well, let me show you the truth. Let me show you the lies in the fairy tales that you all have come to know and believe. Just open the first page, and I'll tell you the true story . . ." By: Cathedra _____
“And they all lived happily ever after!” Those seven little words have never ceased to haunt Cathedra for as long as she could remember. That one short phrase was the magic word to summon a terrible curse that would rob her of a chance at a normal life. It all started back in kindergarten. Magnus Clementine Elite Academy—it was a school where all the rich and privileged children gather. Sons and daughters of wealthy businessmen, influential families, politicians, corporate leaders, and the like, flock in the Academy to be nurtured and raised to be the leaders of the next generation. From kindergarten up until their graduation in college, they are stuck in the Academy, promised with the fame and fortune in the paths their parents already paved for them. It was to this school that Cathedra was sent to on her first day. She was accompanied by the orphanage Directress in her rickety old car that existed for a number of years greater than all the finge
"Once upon a time, there was a wealthy merchant who was not only blessed with riches and fortune but also with twelve children." Miss Yumi flipped to the beginning of the storybook showing six dashing men with muscly, chiseled features that reminded Cathedra of the ancient sculptures of Greek gods she often sees in books. Beside them were five beautiful ladies, clad in gorgeous dresses and excessive jewelry. In contrast to the five extravagant women in the picture, there was one beside them who was dressed in a plain and simple dressed, standing meekly beside her sisters. However, compared to the other five, with their flashy, attention-grabbing garments, sparkling jewelry, and make-up caked faces, the sixth girl was by far, in Cathedra's opinion, the most beautiful of them all. "But one day, their house broke into a fire. Everything they owned—their money, gold and silver, and everything inside the house—burned to ashes." The children gasped at the eerily re
Cathedra had high hopes today. She was looking forward to knowing how the fairy tale ends: will Beauty look past the Beast's ugly face and see through his kind heart? With a skip in her step, she walked all the way towards their classroom door, eager to see her classmates. Maybe they'll give her a chance today. Maybe they'll overlook the tiny mishap they have had yesterday, considering they all enjoyed the story together. Maybe Cathedra will even make a friends today! Cathedra squared her shoulders, twisted the knob of the classroom door, and ushered herself in. "Good morning, everyone!" She greeted cheerily. As she saw the cold, condescending looks on her classmates faces, the momentary outburst of courage she had earlier ebbed away. She looked around the classroom, the embarrassment flushing her cheeks as she desperately searched for a place to hide. Instead of finding one, what she saw instead made her blood run cold. Graffitied on the blackboa
It's been a week since then. Only a week has passed, yet to Cathedra it was an eternal nightmare that replayed over and over. She could still see the scenes unfolding freshly in her mind, as if her life was a broken movie that was stuck at that moment, repeating that nightmare over and over. "Miss, for the hundredth time, what happened inside that abandoned building? Who locked you inside and murdered the two victims?" Every day, Cathedra would find herself inside a room that was bare and empty except for the lamp atop a single table situated in the middle of the room and two chairs where she and the kind police officer sat on at this moment. Day by day, he would question her politely but persistently about the crime that occured that day. Day by day, Cathedra would stare at him blankly, not uttering a single word. If her thoughts could speak, they would be screaming at the officer. How she was held by the two delinquents and forced to watch a
Cathedra followed the two delinquents and Diane all the way to an abandoned building in the middle of an unfamiliar neighborhood. The ramshackle old building was situated miles away from the orphanage and Cathedra was getting worried that she would get in trouble for not being back by dark because she delayed setting her course for home right this moment. Nevertheless, Diane's out-of-place petite figure in the midst of rough, unruly guys strengthened Cathedra to never waver in her resolve. The man with dragon tattoos and the dude with the man bun snuck out in the back, and ushered Diane in. All three of them disappeared from Cathedra's view due to the abundance of litter and refuse that has piled up all over the years. Cathedra waited for a few minutes before following after them, for fear of being discovered. The overgrown weeds barricaded the entrance, which worked in Cathedra's favor of concealing her. Crouching low enough to avoid being seen, she peeked a
"What is that?" Diane repeated the question more forcefully this time since Cathedra just stared at her dumbfounded. "Uhh. . ." Cathedra averted her eyes and extracted herself from the close proximity she had with Diane. "It's my homework." "Hmm, I never heard of homework that asks us to make our own novels, though." Cathedra blushed. There was no going around this. Diane read what she wrote and she's just asking the question in hopes that Cathedra would respond honestly. Cathedra couldn't bear to look at her friend in the eye from guilt weighing in her chest. She fiddled with her fingers while staring at the ground, bottling up the tears that were threating to fall." I-I'm sorry, Diane. I-I lied. The truth is that it's a novel I was writing." Diane's face lit up when Cathedra finally decided to tell her the truth. She stared at Cathedra, urging Cathedra with her eyes to explain further. Doubts filled Cathedra's mind. After all
From that moment up to high school, Cathedra was pretty much alone. Word of that little scene she made in kindergarten seemed to follow her wherever she went. Even the orphanage staff, who were usually so kind to her, now avoided her like the plague. She went to school alone, ate lunch alone, went back home to the orphanage alone, and spent the rest of her time in her room alone. That pretty much summed up Cathedra's life. Until Diane came along. It was one summer's day when Cathedra was sitting underneath one of the trees in the courtyard, eating her lunch alone, as usual. She loved it here because the tree's angle hid her from sight. No one usually went here because it was near the teachers' lounge, so students could not go about their mischievous businesses without running the risk of being caught. If she ate lunch somewhere else, there was a high chance of running into bullies who had no other definition of fun but to pick on her.
"The guilt of not going back began eating away at Beauty's conscience. She used the mirror to see how the Beast was doing while she was away. " Miss Yumi said as she revealed the next page. The image from mirror took the entire class aback as much as it horrified Beauty. "Seeing the Beast half-dead beside the bed of roses, Beauty turned the ring over her hand three times without any hesitation. In an instant, she was teleported back to the castle and ran immediately to the Beast's side." Miss Yumi pretended to sob, acting out Beauty's lines from the storybook. "I'm so sorry, this is all my fault. Please don't die, I should have come back earlier. I should have said yes to you a long time ago, but I didn't because I was foolish. Please come back..." Miss Yumi's voice realistically broke that Cathedra was actually impressed with her acting. "Please don't leave me... I love you." The next page showed a close up shot of Beauty's tears falling over the Beast's body. "All
Cathedra had high hopes today. She was looking forward to knowing how the fairy tale ends: will Beauty look past the Beast's ugly face and see through his kind heart? With a skip in her step, she walked all the way towards their classroom door, eager to see her classmates. Maybe they'll give her a chance today. Maybe they'll overlook the tiny mishap they have had yesterday, considering they all enjoyed the story together. Maybe Cathedra will even make a friends today! Cathedra squared her shoulders, twisted the knob of the classroom door, and ushered herself in. "Good morning, everyone!" She greeted cheerily. As she saw the cold, condescending looks on her classmates faces, the momentary outburst of courage she had earlier ebbed away. She looked around the classroom, the embarrassment flushing her cheeks as she desperately searched for a place to hide. Instead of finding one, what she saw instead made her blood run cold. Graffitied on the blackboa
"Once upon a time, there was a wealthy merchant who was not only blessed with riches and fortune but also with twelve children." Miss Yumi flipped to the beginning of the storybook showing six dashing men with muscly, chiseled features that reminded Cathedra of the ancient sculptures of Greek gods she often sees in books. Beside them were five beautiful ladies, clad in gorgeous dresses and excessive jewelry. In contrast to the five extravagant women in the picture, there was one beside them who was dressed in a plain and simple dressed, standing meekly beside her sisters. However, compared to the other five, with their flashy, attention-grabbing garments, sparkling jewelry, and make-up caked faces, the sixth girl was by far, in Cathedra's opinion, the most beautiful of them all. "But one day, their house broke into a fire. Everything they owned—their money, gold and silver, and everything inside the house—burned to ashes." The children gasped at the eerily re
“And they all lived happily ever after!” Those seven little words have never ceased to haunt Cathedra for as long as she could remember. That one short phrase was the magic word to summon a terrible curse that would rob her of a chance at a normal life. It all started back in kindergarten. Magnus Clementine Elite Academy—it was a school where all the rich and privileged children gather. Sons and daughters of wealthy businessmen, influential families, politicians, corporate leaders, and the like, flock in the Academy to be nurtured and raised to be the leaders of the next generation. From kindergarten up until their graduation in college, they are stuck in the Academy, promised with the fame and fortune in the paths their parents already paved for them. It was to this school that Cathedra was sent to on her first day. She was accompanied by the orphanage Directress in her rickety old car that existed for a number of years greater than all the finge
"Welcome! Welcome to my world. My name is Cathedra. Leave my last name blank, if you will. In this book, I shall present you a question: What if the villains in our stories are not actually evil as they're shown to be, and the good people in fairy tales are not as good as they seem? You don't believe me? Well, let me show you the truth. Let me show you the lies in the fairy tales that you all have come to know and believe. Just open the first page, and I'll tell you the true story . . ." By: Cathedra _____