Disney: Villains' Past

(This is just an inspiration from the movie Maleficent.)
You know how the disney villains do their bad deeds and end up dying terrible deaths because of their bad deeds, right? We'll you don't know everything. Yet. Let me tell you about the villains' past and I hope you enjoy.

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2. Jafar's Story


Jafar was the well known villain in the movie Aladdin. He was the evil wizard dude (maybe) who turned himself into a genie. He wanted to marry Jasmine but she refused. He has a pet parrot named Iago. Well wanna know his story? Here's his story.......

     Jafar was the kindest and handsomest boy in the whole village. He gave food to the hungry, gave shelter to the homeless, helped the helpless, and so on. Everyone LOVED him. They treated him like the best person in the world. He was also very rich. He donated money to every homeless person he saw. His mother, Lara, was the best mother he's ever had. But unfortunately, she died when he was twelve. His father married another woman richer than them. She was NOT, not even close, like his mother. She was fat, greedy, rude, jealous, and whatever you think is bad. She'd usually threaten him or hurt him so he can just steal something for her. He didn't mind until one day...............................

     Jafar's whole body ached from all the punching his stepmother done to him. "I said STEAL THOSE SHOES!!!!!" She shrieked. Her face was the color of an overripe pomegranate. She looked like she was going to burst. Jafar slowly walked out of the house and in front of the cart filled with shoes. His body was aching and trembling at the same time. Tears were dripping from his face. "You here me RAT?!?!" She hissed and threw a pebble at him, hard. He shrieked in pain and grabbed the shoes. "HEY!!" Screamed the man who owned the cart. He stole a look at his stepmother and gasped. "THIEF!!!" She screamed pointing at him. "THIEF!!!!" The Arabian guards chased him down the aisles. Jafar ran as fast as he can but the guards were gaining on him. He looked up and gasped. Dead end. No, he thought to himself. No, no, no, no, NO! The guards were closing in on him. He looked left and right and found out that the walls were narrow and that they had cracks and holes in it. Maybe I can climb this, he thought. The guards were getting closer and closer. Then Jafar jumped and started to climb the wall. "Hey!" They cried. They tried to climb the wall but their fingers were short and stubby so they didn't fit in the cracks. Jafar soon reached the top of the building. It was his father's shop. He opened the secret trap door and slipped in. It led into a tunnel way into their house that no one knew about except for himself, his father, and his dead mother. He shuddered in sadness from thinking about his mother. He soon arrived and open the trapdoor under his table. He slowly climbed out and shut the trapdoor. He walked into his stepmother's room and handed her the shoes. "You were stupid out there, RAT." She snorted and put the shoes on. "It's too tight!!" She screamed and threw the shoes at him. Jafar couldn't take it anymore. "You think I'M your SLAVE?!?!" He demanded angrily. "Well I'm not!!! I'm your stepson and I'm supposed to be treated like one!!! I try to be kind to you but you give me rudeness in return. I HATE you!!!" He cried. "What's going on here?" Asked his dad as he entered the room. "You @$&!#!!!! You never teach your stupid son!!!" She cried and pulled out a knife. Then she stabbed him in the heart. Jafar couldn't believe it. Blood poured on the ground. His dad was lying on the ground, blood coming out of his nose and mouth. He was shaking violently. The knife stuck out of his left breast. Jafar felt anger boil inside of him. He grabbed the closest thing which was a scarf. He jumped on his stepmother and tied the scarf onto her neck. He tied it tighter and tighter. His stepmom's face turned the purplest of purple. "Sorry." She winced as she gasped for breath. She really meant it. For the first time in his life, he forgave her, believed her, pitied her. In her eyes were true sadness, tears welling in her eyes. She took one last breath and she her struggling stopped. She was still. No breathing. No blinking. No heartbeat. Jafar climbed off his stepmother and gasped in fear. "What have I become?" He asked as he trembled in fear. "A murderer. I've killed my own stepmom." He gasped and started to sob. He couldn't take it anymore. His heart turned into cold stone. He turned uglier and uglier, crueler and crueler as he grew older. He ended up killing more and more people but he couldn't stop. He liked his new self and nobody especially himself couldn't change his ways. That's the story of Jafar...................

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