The last movie I watched was “Sleeping Beauty”. It’s about a princess called Aurora, she had been cursed by a witch, whose name was Maleficent. During Aurora’s christening, Maleficent said that the princess would grow with beauty and grace, such as the good fairies had said, but, before the sun set on her 16th birthday, she was going to stab her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel, and fall into a sleep like death, from which she could only be awoken by true love’s kiss. On that day, the king ordered that all spinning wheels in the castle were destroyed and gave the three good fairies the responsibility to take care of the child for 16 years and one day more. Despite that, the princess ended up arriving at the castle on the day of her birthday. She was locked up in her room, but even so, Maleficent’s curse was so strong that she was teleported to the castle’s basement, where she stabbed her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel, and fell asleep. After all these happenings, a prince called Philipe woke her up with a kiss. Maleficent died and everyone lived happily ever after.