to the world of magic

I am cinderella

     it took me almost months to know the hell happening to me.

when I woke up I was a room decorated with less than some toys. I was in a sort of curb. there was something taste like rubber in my mouth when I throw it, I came to know that it was a sipper. when I look at my hands, it was so tiny like it belongs to some baby.

I again went to unconsciousness. I thought maybe these are just a dream. when I wake up I will be back in my boring apartment which might be looking good from outside but had nothing inside. not even photos. but I proved wrong when I wake up in the same scenario more than a week then I concluded that I might be in my second life. and surprisingly I still have my old life's memory with me.

then I started to learn about my new family. my family is totally strange, they would not visit me until it is necessary. like to feed me or to clean me. cleaning me will be only thrice a day. I don't know my name or my family member's name. hell, I even don't know the number of members in my family. one thing is for sure, we are poor as heck.

until one day there was some kind of function in my house, it seems. and I am dressed in some fancy suit. there are so many guests. my so-called mom and some other man, might be my dad, is with me and playing with me like it is a daily thing. I can give them an award, they are good actors.

a lovely family came to us for a formal greeting. I got some information you know, my father's name is Lary, and my mother's name is Layla. and apparently, I am not her biological son. I am her stepson. my mom died when I was one year old. they didn't tell me how or why she died. and my father married this lady only a month ago. it seems my father is still in love with my mom. and only married Layla to take care of me. his job is making him stay away always. and guys we are not poor, as I predicted before, but my stepmom is a gold digger. and I have step twin brothers, who are 2 years older than me. and I am 3 years old.

is this only me or it is real that my life is similar to cinderella's story.

slowly, I started to walk, and talk. the second I started to walk my so-called mom gave me all the works in the house. no surprises there. my stepbrother bullies me. they always send me to the forest to collect woods, and for your information, my mom died in the same way. I think they wish the same happen to me too. they wish some kind of animal to attack me while I am there. I know this, they always look when entering the house, like some disappointment that I am still alive. how pathetic.

now I have no doubt I am a cinderella. but there will be no princess to save me from this. I will take care of my life. I am waiting for an opportunity. you see I still don't know where I am. but it is not Earth, there is no electricity, appliances, TV, or phone.

once I have a clear picture I will fly away.