Another Cinderella Story
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We all have read once or seen The Cinderella story isn't it ?! we all know her story and how at the end she became princess! what if that became true?
Well... maybe in the deepest of the world there is a girl or girls living life just like Cinderella was! okey, not every detail, but both stories have the same meaning or the same point.
I think there is and maybe a lot who suffers from their closer relatives, but will those persons finally be rescued?!
I know the story of one girl living the same thing, that girl is me!
do you want to read more follow the story and keep read---->♡
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