I, a young beggar, stand on the street, looking at the passerbys. They all ignore me, as I hold out my hand for food. I lay against the brick wall, defeated. 

Nobody would ever care about me. I am useless to everybody. "Pardon me m'lady, but you are absolutely gorgeous."

I look up, seeing the one and only Prince HandsomeFace the 69th.

"I-I." My mouth can not form words, and I am baffled he even looked at me.

Suddenly, in a swirl of magic, I am turned into a princess, with a sparkling dress and crown around my body.

"Lets go get married!" I exclaim, standing in front of him.

A magic white horse pops up out of no where, and we both jump on, riding into the sunset at 9 in the morning.