}}Cinderella{{

 Once upon a time, there lived a pleasant family. They were always happy and didn’t fight at all. Cinderella was the happiest. She was her fathers favorite out of the two though he didn’t like to mention it to anyone. On a bright sunny day in the summer, her mom, Marie, was going to pick up her other sister, Carrie, from her recital practice. She always wanted to be a ballerina from since Cinderella and her family could remember. On the way home, her mom and sister decided to take another road, it looked so bright and beautiful to them. When all of a sudden, a gust of wind swiped beneath the car turning the car over in an instant. They both died in a horrific, terrifying crash. Charles couldn’t stand living alone while Cinderella went with his sister to live with for a month so he could figure everything out.
 “VROOOOM!!” Cinderella heard looking up over her head seeing the bright colored sun sting her eyes as she blinked. She looked back down to see the dark concrete under her feet. She was finally at the airport where her Aunt Mary lived near. Cinderella looked into the human sized window to see her Aunt waiting there and waving. She didn’t like her aunt much, although they never really had the time to spend together.
 Cinderella stayed at her aunt’s house for a month. It came and went in a flash. Before they knew it, Cinderella was packing all her bags into the car that her aunt owned. They arrived at the familiar airport not soon after. They got there a little early and decided to get a bite to eat before the plane left.
 Cinderella heard the loud intercom, “Flight 34, loading now.” It  then repeated, “Flight 34, loading now.”
 “That’s my flight Aunt Mary!” We better hurry so I don’t miss it!” Cinderella said hurriedly, so excited to see her father that she almost tripped over her shoe lace that wasn’t tied. “Bye Aunt  Mary, I will call you when I get home! Thanks for letting me stay with you, it was really fun!” Cinderella yelled pulling her luggage down the long aisle into the airplane.
 Cinderella dazed off in the plane, and awoke when she heard a flight attendant, “Hey, you better wake up and get off this plane! We are just about to leave to go back!”
 “Ohh, Thank you so very much!” Cinderella yawned. She was out of there in just about 2 seconds flat.
 “Daddy! I missed you!” Cinderella screamed from across the airport. Looking at a weird lady with a dark, pale face that her dad was holding hands with.
 “Hi Cinderella! I’ve missed you too! I’d like you to meet Laura.” Her dad said insisting to Cinderella that she say Hi.
 “Hi.” She exclaimed sarcastically, as she flung two older girls around her and stood them in front of her. Cinderella couldn’t believe it, she knew what her father was doing, getting married just only a month later from when his daughter and wife’s tragic death. She didn’t want to say anything though of chance to make him upset.
 “This is Melissa, she is 18 and this is Linda, she is 17,” the old scary lady squeaked pointing at the two older girls.
 “Listen Cinderella, I have to go away on  business, I have no other choice but to leave you here with Laura, we are getting married next month and I am supposed to go away on business then so I am going not instead,” Cinderella’s father spoke watching me burst inside.
 I will call you! I have to leave before my plane leaves without me! I love you! Bye for now!” Cinderella’s father screamed while running down with his bags in hope of not missing his plane.
 Right when he left, Cinderella could feel Laura’s sweaty, bony hand touch her shoulder. “We are going to have fun now... aren’t we?” she faked her motherly voice to the witch one. She knew Cinderella didn’t like her.
 As soon as Cinderella knew it they were at home. Cinderella stayed in her room the whole week. Cinderella didn’t want to see those wicked people at all. Cinderella went to school regularly and only had a few friends because she didn’t or couldn’t have friends over because of Laura.
 Weeks went by and Cinderella’s father had to stay long, Cinderella didn’t get to talk to him though, Laura did all the talking. By now Cinderella had hated her, she couldn’t stand to even be around her for more than five seconds. Laura acted like Cinderella was her slave girl. She cleaned, cooked, wore the torn clothes while they had nice, in- style cloths.
 It was 5:30. I have a half an hour to clean the house and get new clothes on, Cinderella thought to herself. Her step-mom-to-be and her step-sisters-to-be were already there. Maybe if I make myself look different they won’t notice me, she thought to herself again. As soon as she finished the dishes, she hopped up from the dirty raggy floor, and started to get ready.
 She ran to her step-sisters-to-be’s room and dragged out a long beautiful dress. She ran up the attic stairs not realizing there was a nail. She looked behind her as she heard the loud tear cut rhough the dress.
 “Ohh, NO! I don’t have anything to wear now! What am I going to do now? I have nothing to waer!” Cinderella whined to herself. Just then, a swirl of light and sparkles filled the room as a figure appeared. It looked like her mother and her sister, but the image of them was so blurry, so she couldn’t  tell. She blinked and she knew that they left. There next to her was a beautiful lilaxc colored dress, with beautiful crystal shoes sitting next to the dress with a note attached to the outfit reading:

 BE HOME AT 12:00 OR ELSE YOU WILL BE STANDING AT THE DANCE WITH  YOUR RAGGY CLOTHES! MAKE SURE YOU DO!

 Without thinking of that she was on her way walking to the dance. She opened the huge door to the dance and stepped up into the room.
 As Cinderella was walking into thedance, a clean- cut young man approached her. “Would you like to dance?” He asked while he lifted his head.
 Cinderella realized that there standing right in front of her was the prince. Sht stuttered while trying to talk “S...S...S...SURE.”
 He lifted his hand and spun her around. They danced all night until the clock struck 12:00. “BING BING BING!” She looked up at the clock thinking it was only 11:00. She didn’t want to have to sleep in the basement. So she excalimed to the young gentlemen that she must be on her way right now.
 She ran away while the prince was talking to her. Not wanting to show him that she was poor so she zoomed right out. The prince ran after her realizing she had lost her shoe. At that moment Cinderella was long gone.
 The next day, the prince went to every single door trying to find that someone who’s foot would fit the crystal shoe. When he came to Cinderella’s door, her step-sisters-to-be jumped up and pushed each other away in hope of the shoe fitting them so they could marry him. Cinderella was in the basement at the time.
 “Is there anyone else in the house that I could see if this fits them?” the prince asked in his charming voice.
 “Yeah, Cinderella, but you wouldn’t want to marry her after you see her! Ha Ha Ha!” Cinderella heard her evil step-mother-to-be chuckle.
 “Well, I don’t care! I want to see if this fits! Bring her right away!” the prince demanded. So her step-mother-to-be dragged Cinderella up the stairs and crossed her arms, in a disappointed kind of way. The prince then slid the crystal shoe in her food. IT FIT! He stood there amazed at what she looked like now! But it didn’t matter to him,  all that mattered was the nice, innocent, kind girl he danced with at the dance last night. After Cinderella looked at the prince’s face and then her step-family-to-be’s face, she shrugged her shoulders and put her head down looking at her raggy clothes.  The prince then held his hand out in front of her face and she put hers in his. Right then when she stood up, a bright light surrounded her and right away, she changed from her old raggy, dusty, dirty clothes, into a nice pretty white gown.
 Cinderella’s step-mother-to-be and her step-sisters-to-be stood there amazed at how the shoe fit and how beautiful she looked. Cinderella and the prince road away on white horses and never heard from her step-mother-never-to-be or her step-sisters-never-to-be again. A little while after Cinderella moved in with the prince, she heard from her father, and she sent the privately owned jet to pick him up and they lived happier and better then they ever had before.