Ever since the day she walked inside the mansion she told stories. Cinderella told stories about talking birds and God mothers! We, of course got annoyed after mabey her fifth story. She told stories everywhere! I bet not even William Shakespeare could tell that much stories!
We started losing our minds! The told story's when she was eating and when driving! (I don't let her drive anymore...) because she destroyed the car I had to punish her, so I made her clean the house.
Of course the day of the ball she lost her voice. ( It must've been all the story telling...) I couldn't let her go sick! I had to make her stay home. When we got to the ball the most beautiful girl came in. Apparently it was Cinderella... I wasn't happy. Though, I was happy to see that she had left at only 12 o'clock. She was lucky that the prince had found her shoe.
Lets just say that he was to appeased with her. He didn't know what he was getting into...
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The real Cinderella
Short StoryThis book is the point of view of the stepmother of Cinderella. It shows that the bad guys in stories sometimes have a good reason to be bad or mabey they aren't bad at all, they just tell the story differently.
