By morphing her into this girl with a mean streak and a sinister background, Neil Gaiman has took away my image of a sweet, innocent princess. I felt very creeped out with this version of Snow White. What if the Queen is not truly evil afterall? What if the girl with the black hair, fair skin and red lips is more than what she seemed? There is the old saying that says there are three sides to every stories: Theirs, yours and the truth of what really happened. My soul and my story are my own, and will die with me. What also makes it quite different is that this little tale is told in the perspective of the Queen's. In this case, Snow, Glass, Apples is a very gritty, very twisted retelling of Snow White. His princesses are their own sole heroes but sometimes, they can also be the villains. You may as well forget the Disney versions because Gaiman's princesses are never the damsel-in-distresses and his tales are not quite for the light-hearted either. Once again, Neil Gaiman enraptured me in his dark, little world of princesses. It's a short, creepy little story and I'm glad I saw one of my friends review about this book! You can read if for free online Snow, Glass, Apples And the Prince is totally gross! DO NOT LET LITTLE KIDS READ THIS! This is NOT a story for children! There are sexual situations and a little bit of a bloody mess. But, then we wouldn't have the story right? The stepmother does some stuff to get rid of Snow White but I was thinking, you stupid, your supposed to do this not that. No, they don't say she's a vampire but come on. Anyway, the King dies and the stepmother is left with the vampire monster. The next day it was an old scar: I might have cut my hand with a pocket-knife in my childhood Beneath my gaze the cut that she had made began to close, to scab, and to heal. When she was finished, she left my chamber.

The little Princess fastened her mouth to my hand and licked and sucked and drank. I began to shriek, from pain and from surprise but she looked at me and I fell silent. She looked at me and smiled - she smiled but rarely - then she sank her teeth into the base of my thumb, the Mound of Venus, and she drew blood. I had always been scared of the little princess, but at that moment I warmed to her and, with my fingers, gently, I stroked her cheek. She took the dried apple from me and began to chew it with her sharp yellow teeth. The story is told by Snow White's stepmother. Holy crap on a cracker! This short story by Neil Gaiman was creepy!

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