Back in a town where a sweet young girl happened to live, The land of Nazariath. This was sort of an unknown town, to outsiders who knew absolutely nothing about it. A girl name Azaleas Maharani was the daughter of a king that ruled her small town... And his name was jahari Maharani. He was wise and a man of his word. He happened to love his daughter so much that sometimes he would let her rule for most of the day.
           Azaleas loved to rule. She felt like she was on top of the world, like she was daddy's little princess. It turns out that she actually was a princess. There wouldn't be a king if he didn't have a little princess of his own. Later on that day, the sun started to set. A sky filled with different colors, shined over the town. Many pinks, purples, blues, reds and yellows.
        As she first set eyes on the colors it's like her problems have melted away with such ease. When the sun finally set below the mountains some miles away from the town, it was pretty distant for her to see it set. The lights from the homes shined so bright, it's as if it took over the suns place.
        As azaleas was getting ready for bed, she overheard her mother and father arguing over her. "She is old enough to make her own decisions".as azaleass' mom said with anger. "I know that, but you don't have to keep lecturing me about how she is old enough to make her decision and able to take up responsibility".Jahari clearly stated.
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Azaleas knew that she was responsible, and she knew that she was old enough to make her own decisions.
    If this was true, why are they arguing over me? It feels as if they think I'm not responsible and old enough to make my decision.
  Even though I had a curfew to attend to, I needed to come up with a good excuse for busting into their room and telling them to end the argument over me.
  *Busting into the room*
"AZALEAS, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!!? "As they both said with a raised high pitched voice.
  "When I was getting ready for slumber, I over heard you arguing over me, about how I'm supposed to be responsible and being old enough to make my own decisions. "
  
"Well I think you didn't overhear anything dear, we do think that you are responsible and ready to make your own decisions."

"I agree with your mother Azaleas, but when you grow up you won't be daddy's little princess, and you will be old enough to make decisions and be responsible."