The Retell of Cinderella

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From a story of pain and mistreatment,

It has been altered to a story about wishes and finding true love,

The repulsive, unsavory, and horrid prince

changed to a attractive, seductive, and charming one.

Now we read about this prince and a lonely, mistreated girl

and how they fell in love.

 

Why the transformation?

Maybe to give people hope,

or to show true love still exists.

But what they don’t show is that

people aren’t always what they seem,

that love is not just how someone looks or acts,

and that people are stronger in their weakest states.

The truth must come out one way or another

So why not now?

 

Once upon a time,

there was a widower who married a vain and condescending woman,

as his second spouse.

She had two daughters, who were equally vain and selfish.

with his first wife, he'd had a bewitching young daughter,

Her name was Cinderella.

The stepmother and her daughters treated Cinderella as a slave

They thrashed at her and made her do redundant things,

Cinderella bore the abuse patiently and dared not tell her father,

since his wife had dominance over him.

She had lived this way for years.

 

She thought a lot about why they treated her this way

Why they went after her like vultures did after their prey

She always blamed it on herself

One day, the Prince insisted all the maidens in the land to come to his ball,

planning to choose yet another wife from amongst them.

The two stepsisters looking for power and riches

planned their wardrobes for the ball,

but when Cinderella pleaded to be able to go

The stepmother and her daughters cackled.

They told Cinderella that she was a revolting and hideous excuse as a human

and that they would not dare be caught with her

And when Cinderella brought up that she could go by herself

The stepmother clobbered her,

As the vile stepmother and foul sister departed to the ball,

Cinderella whimpered in pain.

Cinderella did her routine.

She wiped the blood that was stained to her back

and the gashes on her face.

As she proceeded to where her mother was buried,

underneath the massive hazel tree.

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