The Story Of Cinderella

I wrote this for my aunt today:

Once upon a time, there was a little girl who went by the name of Cinderella. Her mother died, so her father married another woman with two ugly children. Her father worked a lot, and her wicked stepmother was jealous of Cinderella’s beauty, so gave her rags to wear.                              

     Once one year when her father returned, he noticed how dirty the house was and decided to hire a maid, but Cinderella’s stepmother disagreed. She said next time he came back the house would be very clean. So Cinderella had to do all of the chores for the entire year. It went on like this for ten years, until the new king was to be announced. The new king said that he would have a ball to see which queen to pick. Cinderella wanted to go to the ball, but she had to dress her sisters, clean the house, dust the furniture, clean the windows, and take out the trash. So, while she was downstairs, she met this creepy old woman and she asked the creepy old woman what her name was, and there was a very long pause, with much darkness, and the old woman said “I am you fairy godmother, and tonight, you are going to the ball!” She gave Cinderella a fancy dress with fancy clothes and makeup, and fancy glass slippers. She gave Cinderella a carriage kit, and with a few small steps she was on her way, but before she left, her fairy godmother said that she had to be back before midnight. Cinderella went to the ball, and her evil family did not recognize her when she danced with the prince, and she stayed up to eleven fifty-nine, and her clothes started disappearing. She ran away from the prince, but she tripped, and lost a slipper. The prince found her slipper, and tracked her down by the DNA she left on the slipper. Soon he found her and they lived happily ever after.

The End
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