Prologue
Everything you think you know about me is a lie. Oh, I know my story is a popular one, my name right up there with Barbie and George Washington. But the facts are far from true, my name being the one exception. But I’ll have you know I wasn’t named from sleeping near the cinders for warmth; come on, how silly is that! I got the nickname Cinderella from my innate sense of clumsiness.
And as for the rest of the story, what a joke! They say I was abused by my awful stepsisters, given a sparkly dress and a pumpkin coach by my previously AWOL fairy godmother, and became a princess because of my shoe size. That, of course, is complete and ridiculous fantasy.
This is what really happened.
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The True Cinderella Story
FanfictionA fresh, funny look at the classic story of Cinderella, with a whimsical twist! I've written for myself and friends for many years, but this is my first time making anything public. Constructive criticism and helpful comments would be appreciated...
