Chapter 1 - Cinderella

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You all know my story. Well, part of my story. You know how my parents died and I lived with my stepmother and stepsisters talking to birds. Here is the part you probably don't know. While I grew up, my parents noticed something whenever they were around me. They felt like their minds or "privacy" was being invaded. Little did they know that it WAS being invaded... by me. I have the unique power of telepathy. I can't communicate with everyone, only the people that are in the same vicinity as me. I never meant to read anyone's mind or feelings but it just happened that way. As I grew I learned more about my powers and my mother helped me a lot because she understood my predicament as she had the power to empathize with people if she touched them. My mother taught me all she knew about powers and how to control them before she died. And, after she died I went on experimenting with my powers. I learned I could communicate with animals as well as humans and that came in handy a lot throughout my teenage years. After mother was gone and my stepmother moved in you all know my father died. Well, once he died my stepmother moved me up to the attic. That wasn't a problem for me because I could use my powers on the birds to help me with whatever chores they gave me. I actually pitied my stepmother and sisters. They had lost so much in their lives and they were just taking it out on me. I know that doesn't give them an excuse but it does for me so I try to "have courage and be kind" to them. That is what my mother told me to be to everyone. It's really hard to do that though as I have learned but it is easier when you have someone to talk to. For me that person is my best friend Rose. She is actually known by many different names but I just call her Rose, short for Briar Rose.

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