Generation 1, Chapter 3: A new hope

Days had passed and it was already my birthday. It was also the birthday of my step-sisters. I had to clean the house for the party, I had to cook meals for the guests and I had to get my sisters ready. The party was planned to start at 4:00. It was 3:30 and I was already sentenced to my room.Image

I quietly aged up into a young adult. I decided I needed to meet the prince. So I snuck out, and went to the party. As soon as our eyes met, it was love at first sight.

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We danced for the rest of the night. ImageImageImage

Before we knew it, it was midnight. The prince said he had to go. He left and then I changed into my pajamas and went to sleep. The next day he asked me to come over to the castle. I woke up, got dressed and came over. As soon as he saw me he kneeled on one knee.

“Ella Tremaine, the first time I saw you I knew you were the one. I could not wait, and I wanted to get you out of that house as soon as possible. Will you do me the honors of being my wife?”

“Yes, of course.” I replied

 

 

 

 

 

Generation 1, Chapter 2

Today was another long day of chores. I had to wake up in three in the morning, so I could start my daily chores. My back was killing me. My step-mom made me sleep in the most uncomfortable bed in the realm.Image

I first had to repair the sink that my step-sister, Anastasia  “accidentally” broke. Repairing broken objects was one of the most hardest chores I had.ImageImageImage

Next up was recycling the old newspaper.Image

After I recycled the newspaper I went to mop up the puddle from the sink.Image

By then it was 7:00 a.m. This meant  it was time to make breakfast. My step-family loved waffles. I had to make them waffles everyday. They expect my waffles to be perfect for them. This put a lot of stress on me. I was stressed because if they were not perfect they would lock me in my room practicing until they were perfect.Image

After I made breakfast, I called down my step-sisters and my step-mother.Then I went to the table to eat with them.

“Um… Cinderella….what are you doing?” Anastasia asked.

“Well… eating” I replied.

“Uh… NO YOUR NOT…. you are NOT allowed to eat with us. Go make our beds”

“Ya… and then take a shower. Your more like Cindersmella than Cinderella.” Drizzella replied after her sister.

“It’s Ella” I mumbled under my breath. I walked away and made their beds.ImageImage

Then I went to school. Again they made sure I sat alone. I silently cried to myself. I prayed to my parents for them to watch over me. At school they made fun of me even more. When a someone wanted to be my friend, they would scare them off. Even when I got home, they kept being mean to me. I went to go ask them wear my step-mother was.

“Anastasia, where is Lady Tremaine?”

“Oh, she is at Prince Charming’s castle, inviting him to our party.”

“That’s great. I’ll get to meet Prince Charming.” I replied

” Oh, when I said OUR party, I meant, Drizzella’s and mine. You will not even have cake, let alone a party.” She smirked

” You will be in your room all alone” Drizzella added.

I went to my room to cry. All my hopes and dreams were broken.

“Or were they” My fairy godmother told herself outside my window.

 

Generation 1, Chapter 1: Once upon a Cinderella

Hello,

My name is Ella Tremaine, but my step-family calls me Cinderella. They call me this because I am always covered in cinder from the fire place. Ever since my dad died, my step-mom has made me her personal maid. I have to cook,clean, and pamper my step-sisters.ImageImage

Speaking of my step-sisters… they are EVIL. They do nothing, and when they do it is either making fun of me, or slapping me.Image

They do everything to make me miserable. Sometimes, just to make sure no one sits with me on the bus, they will pay people NOT to sit by me.Image

Sometimes, I really feel like hitting them back, but then I realize what separates them from me. They are evil and I am good. I will not sink to their level. I just look outside my window to see the gleaming castle that belongs to Prince Charming, and hope that one day that will be my home.Image