When I was a little girl, every night, My mother use to tuck me in bed, and tell me a fairytale to put me to sleep. She told me so many stories, she practically could’ve written the Brothers Grimm stories. She never read me anything, all of her stories came from heart. She would tell me some happy ending stories, like Cinderella, Snow White, Little Red Riding Hood, and the Enchanted Maiden. Some of her stories also had a horror twist, like Bluebeard. But no matter what, I always loved fallin...