A Life Like Cinderella

same old day...

"Take me down into your paradise, don't be scared coz I'm you body type..."
I sigh, roll over,switch off my alarm,and have a silent argument with myself about getting up. But then again I don't have a say in the matter...
Anyyyyy minute now...
"Oswin! I swear you get lazier by the minute!"
Yep...
"You were meant to be up ages ago, I go downstairs, expecting breakfast to be ready, but instead I find my idiot of a daughter still in bed!"
I'm not even her real daughter...
But I know I have to get up, so I drag myself out of bed, wrap my dressing gown around me, and shuffle of to the kitchen, to prepare that "idiot of my stepmum" her coffee.
Urghhh what did I do to deserve waking up at 6.30!
I get to kitchen and nearly have a heart attack to see the mess that covers the surfaces. I don't understand!? I don't uderstand!!!!! My breathing goes a bit shallow. It was clean in here! It was sparkly shiny. I push down my tears that are fighting upwards, and go and try find a mop. My way is blocked by my mum. "Oh hi Oswin! You're up! I'm sorry the kitchen's a bit dirty, when you wernt up I got so worried so I searched every bit of the house for you...I'm afraid everywheres like this." She snickered. "I have no time, so be a doll and clear it up..." (If I didnt, she wouldn't be calling me doll that's for sure.)She swept past me and set out the coffee jar to remind me about it. As if I would forget... There are so many things I'd love to say to her... But I won't. I'm too scared. She knows perfectly well I was in bed, and even if I wasn't, like hell, she'd be worried. She just wants to make life hard for me. And so do my sisters.
My stepmum is one of those people that are really sugary sweet on the outside, but is actually a devil. Julia, my stepmum is a disgusting woman. Anyone who doesn't agree with her, or is different from her, is worthless. That's why she hates me. I'm as different as it gets...

everyone hates me... No family that cares... I'm alone...

3 hours later
I hate school. I have no friends. I'm just the loser who always wears the same clothes. But its important if I want to get some sort of life later on. So I take a deep breath and pass through the gates that say Coalhill school, and immediately see a commotion going on...

Hey thanks for reading! Sorry ik its rubbish, but its my first time!... Hope it improves.and sorry its so short