FairyTale Remake #2

Cinderella

Once upon a time, a girl went to the ball. The others told her not to but she didn't listen and laughed at their caution. She wore a dress that sparkled like the stars, took a deep breath and went by herself because of course, fairy godmothers didn't exist.

"It's dangerous," said someone.

"Not safe," said another.

"Something will happen, mark my words," a voice whispered at the back.

And something, did happen. The girl fell in love.

That night, she blocked out the warnings, hushed the voices, and danced. She danced and twirled until she found herself standing in front of a Prince. He told her he loved her. He told her she was perfect. She laughed and laughed with him and as the clock struck twelve, she kissed him.

The next morning, she was buzzing all over because nothing could make her happier, not now, not ever. She was smiling all over and when the door knocked, her world was about to be shattered.

Not that she knew. Not really.

The prince was there, trying to find the girl he danced with last night. The girl wanted to jump and say "it was me, it was me!" but she had to pass a test.

They said that the girl had left behind a shoe. She had both her shoes.

They said the girl was blonde. She had dark hair.

They said the girl wore a blue dress. She had a purple dress.

As her dreams came to a stop, the prince shook his head, "It's not her. I loved someone else."

And maybe he didn't care, and maybe the others didn't either but the girl cared. She wasn't the one. He loved someone else. It was someone else who was perfect. It was someone else who he kissed at midnight. It was someone else. But then again, no one cared. Not really.

The End! Thanks for Reading and I hope you enjoyed it!