Some call it Cinderella

So, I think we all know the story of Cinderella. Her two
ugly, evil step-sisters and her evil stepmother. Her father who’s either never
at home or literally never around at all. She has to do all the cooking and cleaning
and is basically a servant to the females in her household. And…

I’m not going to go into the rest.

There are always those people around who try to link your
life, or how you do something, to something or someone they’ve met before. These
people are the ones who think of me as Cinderella.

I’m the girl whose mother died giving birth to her first and
only child. I’m the girl whose dad re-married. I’m the girl who has two step
sisters, a step mother and a dad (and also a cat) for a family.

And yes, my sister’s may be the bitchiest of the bitchy, and
try and boss me around. My dad may almost never be around. But no; my step mum
is not some evil witch like old lady.

She is actually the one who stands up for me against my 'evil'
stepsisters, the one who comforts me when someone crosses me.

This is the story of how my whole life changed not from a
fairy godmother, or a golden slipper

This is the story of how my life changed from one tiny slip
up.

I thought of a new idea so i just decided to post it so...hope you like it!  Please comment if you do!cover photo taken from
http://twistedsifter.com/2012/03/real-life-female-disney-characters/