She was told, do not eat the fruit for it is forbidden

She was told, do not eat the fruit for it is forbidden.
She rarely listened when her parents, peers, and elders told her the ways of the world.
She paid little mind to what they had to say, for she was surely smart enough to figure things out on her own.
She lived her life day to day, one moment at a time.
She frolicked and played, and came and gone as she pleased.

Even though she was old enough, she refused to work; that was for the under-class.
Her name and status meant she could do whatever she wants… so she thought.
Then came the day she went into the garden and picked the fruit.
It came as no surprise that she would eat it, even though she had been warned.

For it was forbidden, and all the townspeople knew it to be so.

She ran into the town square, thumbing her nose for all to see.
She planned on showing everyone how much more she knew.
She planned on eating the fruit to prove them all wrong.
She was going to prove she is smarter, and much better than them all.

The crowd drew around as she yelled and laughed.
She mocked them all, she was upper-class.
She stood upon the fountain’s edge and bit into the flesh with certainty.

She stood in horror as her legs turned to stone, becoming a statue atop her new upper-class throne.

She was told, do not eat the fruit for it is forbidden; she was told she would turn to stone.

*Note: Inspired by Magpie Tales, picture:

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