A Small Tradgity

"Its just an act,sweetie.That's all its ever been." Sighed my theatre teacher,as I failed at attempting a line again.
"What do you mean?"
"Why,life,of course.Think about it,you act aroud all your friends,do you not?"
"Well,yes,but-" The timer sung out,stating that the lesson was over,and it was time to go out to the garden for Martial Arts training.

Really.Why must I learn something if Im stuck in this place all my life?Nothing's ever going to happen.Everyday's the same,bath at 6,breakfast at 7,theatre at 7:30,martial arts at 9:30,tea time 1 hour later.....then more studies.Oh,and my grammer must be proper at every moment,and I am to be married to some....lord by the end of the mounth.

It's almost as if my father and mother dont care what I want.But,that is to be expected.I am a Lady In Waiting...though why I must learn Martial Arts is beyond me,after all,will I not have knights at the ready for the fighting?

But no matter,I must be going to combat now.
No more time to write.

Farewell,my friend,George Malkoniti.