Cinderella: what really happened
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So apparently people have been telling my story! Some say that I had a fairy godmother who took me to the ball, others say it was my mother's spirit, and some say it was a magical tree. These stories also talk about how I had evil step sisters, and a step mother, and I was friends with all the animals, and I was just perfect. Well let me just tell you that's all inaccurate! There was no magic, no spiritual trees, and I didn't dress mice in clothes! In fact my name isn't even Cinderella its Ella they just added that cinder stuff because they were going by what my mother was calling me. I'm going to give you the real story on what actually happened between me, and the prince, and the real deal with my step sisters, and step mother.
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