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"And the award for the best supporting role in a film goes to... Mirabel Madrigal!"
Cheers erupted around the theater as a young woman walked up on the stage.
25 Year old Mirabel Madrigal. Famous Oscar-winning actress and Grammy-winning Musician, how did she get here? let's go back 10 years!
10 years previous Mirabel's POV:
I sat in my room staring at the wall tears staining my cheeks. I looked over to Anto- The empty bed across from me.
Why had the cracks disappeared, I SAW THEM...! I slowly got up walking up to my closed door.
I opened my door and entered the hallway making my way to the (soundproof:D) bathroom.
I stepped in shutting the door behind me locking it, I leaned on the sink looking at my reflection in the mirror.
I raised my fist and slammed it into the mirror cracking it. I looked down at my hand which had pieces of glass lodged in it.
"Mierda... (Fuck...)" I exited the bathroom making my way downstairs to the kitchen.
I looked through the pantry quickly grabbing an emergency arepa.
I took a bite feeling the cuts close and hearing the glass fall out of my hand and hearing it hit the floor followed by Casita using the tiles to move it to the trash.
I ate the rest of the arepa and walked out of the kitchen and back to the nursery.
I entered and slumped down on my bed.
Then a thought occurred, Leave and never come back.
"Fuck it." I got up and dug around my room finding a bag.
I started shoving things in my bags such as my phone, charger, a couple of shirts and pants, my beloved guitar, and an extra pair of glasses.
I zipped the bag up walking downstairs with a piece of paper and a pen.
I wrote a note saying why I left and farewell to the famila.
"Adios casita..." I said opening the front door and taking one last look at the house.
I stepped outside shutting the door behind me.
No POV 6 hours later:
Julieta was up first as she made her way downstairs heading to the kitchen to make food for the village.
She stopped as she saw a note sitting on the counter, she picked it up and began reading.
Dear Madrigals,
Hey, look at that! you drove away another family member, 2 in a row, you guys are on a roll!
So I'm gonna say why I left, for 10 years, 10 FUCKING YEARS! I was ignored, forgotten, and abused mentally.
This part is dedicated to Alma: Please go fuck yourself you old traumatized hag.
Now for the rest of the famila.
You are all nice people on the inside except you Senorita Perfecto. I hope you learn something from this, I didn't wanna leave! I wanted to stay and live with a family that cares about me! Unlike you bozos. Some of you were nice, and some were douchebags.
What I'm trying to say is, don't come looking cause I'm not coming back.
From Mirabel Madrigal.
Julieta dropped the note and fell back on her behind.
She let out the most bloodcurdling scream the Encanto has ever heard "MIRABEL!".
Okay so I wanna put, THIS IS A MODERN AU if you have not read the tags. So Mirabel would have most likely a small phone, like a galaxy 3.