It was my eighteenth birthday. I was so sad, because at the frightful castle were I was living, everything seemed as dull and boring as ever. Blood - red roses were growing climbing up the wall. It seemed as they were vampires trying to twine around me, to suck the life out of my body.

The only comfort I had was my little cat; I called her Püppchen because she was so tiny and lovely.

Some day my Püppchen disappeared, oh what a pitty, were only could she be?

I have been looking for her everywhere in the castle, but nevertheless, she was gone. So days and weeks had passed by. Some morning I heard miaowing, could it be true? No - it was too long ago.

Later on my father had called for me. In a solemn voice he explained to me, that a young prince had come in order to ask me to become his wife. Oh my dear, too often hat I turned down such offers and so I promised to my father at least take a look at him.

After dinner he was introduced to me. How handsome he was. I was not able to lay my eyes somewhere else, I felt he was feeling the same way and then in no time marriage arrangements had been set.

When he was ready to leave he had ordered to bring a basket, and again I heard the miaowing, at this time all excited and happy. In the basket there was my Püppchen. He had found her , imprisoned in a dirty shed. When she had recovered , she managed to lead him to me.

To my beloved castle. were roses are growing climbing up all the walls, their color as red as love.

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