Lost diamond slipper
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A heartwarming, delighted midnight, the nature was peaceful and quiet. Cinderella didn't mind the silence. Always thoughts of reading her favourite books. A fine, young man flicks her forehead. "Oh.. that wasn't very polite of you" shutting her book shut with a thud, she thought that the playful pinch hurt. She stood bold, swoosh the dust off her leggings. But why does she slip her leggings specially during a decent cloudy night. "Leave me alone Alex" kicking her feet and pushing both feet's to push him back by force. Stumbling a bit, he chuckles arrogantly, enjoying his playful presence of tease.
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