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Cinderella

Cinderella.

Once upon a time there was this girl named Cinderella. She lived with seven midget brothers, two step aunts and she hated apples. She went to visit her grand-mother one day on her new Jeep magic carpet along with her best friend wolf.

Her grand-mother loved to wear red, and Cinderella would always find her grand-mother wearing a red hoodie. She brought her grand-mother honey made muffins with sugar cookies of dead fairies on top.

Her grand-mother ate it like there was no tomorrow but of course she stuffed wolf in the closet with tied paws because wolf smelled bad. Wolf is an actual wolf by the way... Grand-ma loves wolf but she hates bad smells.

On the way back Cinderella stumbled upon a prince. The prince was the most beautiful man she's ever seen in her life. You know... Blond hair, winter gray eyes, sexy pink kissable lips, chiseled jaw, mouth watering toned body.....

She walked away with wolf by her side showing showing the prince "the finger" because she doesn't want to find herself wearing a wedding dress in two days. Wolf ate the prince.

THE END.

A/N
I came up with this idea during health class. My teacher was giving the class yet another stupid essay so I just decided to grab a pen and my health notebook and started scribbling. It was very short because the bell rang before I had the chance to write anything more. ☺️☺️☺️