There once was a beautiful village girl, named Snow White, who ran away from her village from a cruel and wicked queen. The queen wanted her dead because her mirror told her the Snow White was considered the fairest of all people in the world, especially the queen. Now running for her life from the maniac of a hunter, ordered to kill her, Snow White ran into the woods in the middle of the night where demons and monster lurked, waiting for a pathetic fool, like herself, to come into their trap of a home.
Being almost killed by a wood nymph seven dwarves with axes come to Snow Whites rescue. Feeling indebted to them Snow White decided to be their maid until the queen from her village believed she was dead. The dwarves agreed to her proposition and let her stay at their small cottage further in the woods.
While Snow White slaved the days away the queen caught news that the village girl wasn’t dead. Now furious she couldn’t be the fairest woman of all the other pathetic girls in the world, the queen went to her secret laboratory and worked up some magic chemical ingredients to make herself look like a peddler. She put a magic spell on some colorful laces to make them tighten should the user wear them around their neck.
The disguised queen went to the cottage and surprisingly found Snow White alone working. Taking her chance the evil disguised queen offered to give Snow White a colorful lace for free, for seeing such beauty. Taking the peddlers kind generosity Snow White quickly took a red lace and tied it around her neck. The lace quickly tightened its hold on her neck and chocked her to sleep. Satisfied the queen left just in time for the dwarves to come and see their maid was dead. Realized the lace one of the dwarves untied the lace off of Snow Whites neck and she awoke from her death slumber. Now feeling more indebted to them before she made them cherry tarts for desert.
The queen caught wind, from her mirror, that Snow White was still alive. Going back to her laboratory the Queen disguised herself as an old woman and poisoned a comb, and left to the cottage once more. Seeing Snow White yet again alone she gave the comb to her as an offering to such beauty beyond her jealous years. Flattered Snow White took the poisoned comb and put it in her hair. Snow White collapsed, the queen went away, the dwarves came home to see her dead, took the comb out of her hair, and the revived maid made cake that night.
The queen now furious then ever that Snow White was still alive she dressed up as a country woman, took a poisoned apple and gave it to Snow White the next day. This time Snow White used her brain and hesitated for a moment. The queen said it was a wishing apple. If she took a bit her wish would come true. Falling for the easy bait Snow White took the apple and ate it. For the last and final time she dropped down on the floor in her death sleep. “Now I would like to see those dwarves get that out of her!” said the queen as she cackled back to the castle when the dwarves came home.
Seeing the sleeping Snow White they tried what was wrong with her but they couldn’t find anything. She was finally gone. The dwarves couldn’t bring themselves to bury her so they made a glass coffin for the beautiful maid to sleep in. A year passed when suddenly a prince heard of the fairest woman in the world and her eternity of slumber. He headed in the direction where the woman rested. When he got there sitting by her coffin where the seven dwarves crying for their lost. “Are you guys sure you checked everything?” asked the prince suddenly.
“Yes!” said the dwarves.
“We checked her neck, nothing was there.” Said one of the dwarves.
“We checked her hair but there still wasn’t anything there.” Said another.
“You guys didn’t even bother to do this?” the prince went over to the glass coffin, removed it, lifted the limping body from her neck, opened her mouth, and shoved a finger down her throat. The dwarves watched in shock and horror as the maid hurled up the poison apple.
Now awakening from her year of sleeping she saw the gorgeous prince and fell immediately in love. “Oh my dear prince!” Snow White screamed. “I’m yours to do with as you please!”
The prince looked at her in shock and dropped her onto the ground. “Sorry but I don’t touch ugly girls.” He ran to his horse and rode away.
Now more pissed then ever Snow White said to one of the dwarves, “May I borrow your axe for a little while.” Without his reply Snow White took the axe and threw it at the prince, chopping off his head. Seeing his head fall apart from his body she smirked in admiration. “And that’s what you get for calling the fairest woman in the world ugly!” she shouted at the princes dead body.
Years later Snow White returned to the village when the queen suddenly died and used her beauty to become the queen of her village. She also became just as wicked and cruel as the queen before her.

The End?