¿Cenicienta?
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Last published Tue, Apr 23, 2019
¿Qué hubiera pasado si cenicienta no se hubiera dejado abusar por sus hermanas y su madrastra?
En mi opinión, "La Cenicienta" es una historia totalmente polémica, quise darle otro enfoque y una segunda oportunidad, los personajes OBVIAMENTE no son míos, esta mini novela es pura diversión.
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