So, here's a little monolouge I wrote. Perhaps you'll find it as amusing as I did. Perhaps you won't!

Her Side

            Hi, there. I’m sure that you all know my story. I’m Cinderella. And yah, I got the prince but you have no idea how boring he is! My step sister’s get all the publication after my story was told. But the Grimm brother’s totally messed it up. I mean I did not live happily ever after. Actually I’m in hiding right now. But I won’t say were incase the prince reads this. I’d gladly give everything to my step sister’s. But then they’d say I was giving them my leaving’s.

            They complain about how I was always cheerful .What else could I be? I wanted to be a maid when I grew up. But then that stupid ball came along and my fairy godmother.

            I’ll tell you my story. What I know happened. Somehow they decided that they didn’t like me. I was never quit sure why. But anyway, they decided that I would be a maid. And while I was learning to be a maid they spent all the money and then some. So I had to do all the work. But I really didn’t mind, what better practice for becoming a maid when I went to find my fortune in the world. And I heard of this game. It’s called the glad game. So I played it to pass the time. You know? You look for something to be glad about, so things don’t seems as bad as they are. Or I just makes you happier.

            Then luck was with my step sister’s and there was to be a ball held for the prince. And they said he would choose the woman he was to marry. Okay I’ll admit it. I do have size four feet. But their pretty ugly if I’m not wearing shoe’s and sock’s. And yah I’m really skinny. But that’s their fault. I wouldn’t be so skinny if I didn’t do all the work around here. But no they try and improve their complexions with mud bath’s and lots of other horrible stuff that doesn’t work and creates more wonderful work for me.

            So I decided that it might be fun to see a ball. What it was like, what people wore, and who needed a maid. Now I’m pretty good at sewing. I even like it. So I got out my mother’s old wedding dress and fixed it up. I thought it looked even better then my step sister’s dresses. But who knows. They found out about it when I came down dressed to go with them and ripped it to shred’s. They thought that I might steal the prince from one of them. I will admit I did cry out in the garden. But not because I couldn’t go; because they ripped my mother’s dress apart.  That was all I had left of her.

            Now everyone say’s that I’m lucky to have a fairy godmother. But I must argue against that. She’s not at all smart. When she appeared she landed right on top of me. And when I told her I wanted the dress fixed. Do you know what she did? She turned it into a ball dress. I mean talk about stupid! Then she turned the pumpkin by the door that was for a pumpkin pie into an ugly old carriage. There were seed’s hanging from the ceiling and I had to stand the whole time so I didn’t get pumpkin gunk on the dress. She turned some mice and rats into furry coachman. They mad horrible comment’s too me the whole time we were going to the palace. Then there’s the thing that everyone knows about. My shoes. First of all I was scared to stand on them. Every time I took a step they creaked and threatened to break. I did not want crystal in my feet.

            So when I got to the palace everyone was startled and the prince was like everyone’s staring at someone. I’ll marry her if she’s pretty. And I did dance with him the entire evening just to spite my step mother and sister’s. I will admit that. My fairy godmother had said to leave before midnight. So I ran away and twisted an ankle on the stairs. I also lost a shoe. That darn blasted shoe. If it hadn’t come off the prince wouldn’t have found me.       

            He’s really boring like I said. And so pompous. He even pick’s his nose in public. So; as far as I’m concerned anyone can have him. I’ve found a nice abandoned castle and plan to clean it up. It’s so dirty that it should take years.

            So now you know my story and the truth behind what everyone say’s. You can believe me or my step sister’s. Now I’m very busy cleaning up after someone so please do go away. Unless of course you know a better place to clean.