Her name was Abigail queen of Natroniea. Her beauty is a legend among the people of her country. Her wisdom a marvel as well known as her compassion and love for the people of her kingdom.
She was born in the natural way; however, Abigail’s appearance at the time of her birth was anything but ordinary. Her lips were flat and large, her ears equally so, her nose flat against her face her eyes small and dark. Her head too large for her body, her arms, hands, and legs more like the legs and feet of a turtle. Nurses attending her mother covered first their faces then hers fearing she would scare the other patients. Her parents loved her in spite of her appearance. As a baby then a toddler Abigail rarely left her home. If she went out at all, her mother put a veil over her face. Her parents consulted with many doctors to see if there was anything, they could do for the little girl. They ran test on her in every possible way in the medical field at that time. They could find nothing physically wrong. Abigail went home to hopefully grow out of her repulsiveness. When the time came for her to go to school, her mother fashioned a cloth sack for Abigail’s head. However, she could do nothing for her body. The children were curious at first as to why she wore such a strange devise. Upon discovering the truth they began to make cruel remarks; the boys invented a games trying to snatch the sack from her head. Each time one of them was successful they ran away screaming holding the bag high like a flag. Hiding the bag .Joining hands the children formed a circle dancing around her taunting the weeping child. Abigail wandered the school grounds seeking the sack and finally giving up enter the building well after the bell rang. When she entered the Abigail queen of Natroniea 2 schoolroom her teacher stopped her lessons and make the child who had hidden the sack go and retrieve it. Class would not resume until Abigail pulled it in to place. In spite of all the unkindness heaped on her Abigail’s pure heart remained loving, sweet and kind. Yet the children’s uncaring remarks and the hurtful heartless adult behavior cut her to the bone. Personally, she was glad to wear the bag over her head. This way, they could not see the tears in her eyes. The cloth barrier gave her a sense of privacy from the unkind world. Becoming more sensitive over her appearance, Abigail removed the mirror from her bedroom. Each time she left the room, she wore the sack over her face. She also chose loose fitting clothing to disguise her body, and gloves to conceal her hands. As she grew to an adult Abigail’s one joy was writing stories… stories of love, justice, and compassion. All the emotions the outside world denied her she found in her stories. As she wrote, she perfected her skills of the human language. The day came when Abigail accidentally left one of her fairy-tales on a bench outside the bakery. …show more content…
The bakery shop owner was hurrying by when he happened to see the shaft of papers. Sitting on the bench alone, he picked them up and became mesmerized. He was engrossed in the story he forgot his urgent errand. That night he give the tale to his wife, who in turn gave it to a friend, who in turn gave it to another, and so forth until the whole village had read the yarn. In every shop and home people spoke of the story and wondered. Who was this brilliant author who could charm the entire countryside with their magical words? Abigail kept silent, fearing the reticule of the multitudes. For the next two years she retired to her room each evening writing her tales of hope and Abigail queen of Natroniea 3 love. Sometimes she wrote until the wee hours in the morning. In her stories, she lost herself in her imagination. She became the princess rescued from the dragon by the knight in shining armor. Or the girl lost in