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THE UNTOLD STORY OF CINDERELLA
#WritcoStoryChallenge
"Mom, tell me a story," my daughter said.
I smiled while brushing her hair.
"What story, baby?"
"Last time you told me about Tita Belle's story, please tell me about yourself."
"Okay baby, after this you'll do what Mom told you, okay?" She nodded and smiled at me.
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Cinderella is the only daughter. Her mom died when she was only seven years old. Her father remarried again. Cinderella feels lonely all the time, and her stepsisters hate her. Years passed, and her father died. And she becomes miserable. Her stepmother and stepsisters treat her as their slave. She's fond of mice, birds, and a dog— little did they know, Cinderella was a serial killer.
One night, there was a party in the king's palace. All maidens are invited so that the prince can choose his future wife. Cinderella's stepmom and stepsisters are invited and so she is. But her stepmother doesn't want her to attend the party so that one of her daughters can be eligible. As we all know Cinderella's friends sewed a simple gown just so Cinderella can attend the party but again, her stepmother and step sisters ruined her dress. Then fairy godmother arrived.
But that's not what happened. Her stepmom let Cinderella do what she wants. But on one condition. She won't show up herself to the prince. Cinderella agreed to her stepmother's condition and they went along together. As the party has begun, Cinderella watches the prince from afar. Admiring him. The prince chose Anastacia as his future bride, and Cinderella got mad.
As they began to dance and followed the rhythm of the beautiful melody, Cinderella was planning to kill the prince. She found herself being jealous. She found herself wanting the prince only for herself but no, the prince chose Anastacia and not Cinderella. Cinderella was a wreck. When the prince and Anastacia danced at the side of the fountain, Cinderella take out her knife in her thighs. "You'll regret choosing Anastacia over me," Cinderella said to herself.
'Is it possible to be chosen as the future bride of the prince even though the prince did not see you?' half of her mind said. 'It doesn't matter! Kill the prince! Kill the prince!' half of her mind replied. This is bad for Cinderella. She's having second thoughts. What she wanted was the prince. But because the prince didn't choose her, she felt betrayed and very jealous. As she saw how beautiful Anastacia's smile is, she tightened her grip. Cinderella stepped out from the shadow of the tree and ran fast. Anastacia and the prince did not feel her presence. Cinderella stabbed the prince in the back of her heart using a knife. Anastacia was shocked.
"Oh my god, Cinderella?! What did you do?" Anastacia asked her stepsister.
"Obviously? I killed the prince"
"B-But why?"
"Don't even ask! You choose Anastacia! I kill you, or you'll shut your fucking mouth?"
"No, no! You're not gonna kill me! I am your sister!"
"For fucking sake, you're just my stepsister! I love Prince! I'm supposed to be the future bride instead of you!"
"But he didn't choose you! He loves me!"
"Shut up!" And then, she stabbed Anastacia too.
"You don't know what jealousy can do, when you felt betrayed and when you are feeling lonely all the time..." she whispered and cried.
"THERE SHE IS!"
Cinderella ran as fast as she can. She left one of her shoes and soldiers run after her. Cinderella hid at the abandoned house. She slept there, crying and not regretting what she did. In the morning, she heard about the girl who killed the prince and the future bride. Cinderella smiled devilishly, thinking about her father, who she killed years ago too. And little did they know, she is the serial killer in their town.
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"Is that the reason why you wanted me to kill Angel?" My daughter asked innocently.
"Yes, did you just mention her toys? You want her toys right?"
"Yes, Mom! I'm jealous of her toys! I'm gonna kill her, Mom, so that I can have the toys."
"Don't be afraid baby, it runs in our blood." I grinned and turned myself to my husband who was trying to cut the tongue of his new victim.
© shesprettyvillain
"Mom, tell me a story," my daughter said.
I smiled while brushing her hair.
"What story, baby?"
"Last time you told me about Tita Belle's story, please tell me about yourself."
"Okay baby, after this you'll do what Mom told you, okay?" She nodded and smiled at me.
——————
Cinderella is the only daughter. Her mom died when she was only seven years old. Her father remarried again. Cinderella feels lonely all the time, and her stepsisters hate her. Years passed, and her father died. And she becomes miserable. Her stepmother and stepsisters treat her as their slave. She's fond of mice, birds, and a dog— little did they know, Cinderella was a serial killer.
One night, there was a party in the king's palace. All maidens are invited so that the prince can choose his future wife. Cinderella's stepmom and stepsisters are invited and so she is. But her stepmother doesn't want her to attend the party so that one of her daughters can be eligible. As we all know Cinderella's friends sewed a simple gown just so Cinderella can attend the party but again, her stepmother and step sisters ruined her dress. Then fairy godmother arrived.
But that's not what happened. Her stepmom let Cinderella do what she wants. But on one condition. She won't show up herself to the prince. Cinderella agreed to her stepmother's condition and they went along together. As the party has begun, Cinderella watches the prince from afar. Admiring him. The prince chose Anastacia as his future bride, and Cinderella got mad.
As they began to dance and followed the rhythm of the beautiful melody, Cinderella was planning to kill the prince. She found herself being jealous. She found herself wanting the prince only for herself but no, the prince chose Anastacia and not Cinderella. Cinderella was a wreck. When the prince and Anastacia danced at the side of the fountain, Cinderella take out her knife in her thighs. "You'll regret choosing Anastacia over me," Cinderella said to herself.
'Is it possible to be chosen as the future bride of the prince even though the prince did not see you?' half of her mind said. 'It doesn't matter! Kill the prince! Kill the prince!' half of her mind replied. This is bad for Cinderella. She's having second thoughts. What she wanted was the prince. But because the prince didn't choose her, she felt betrayed and very jealous. As she saw how beautiful Anastacia's smile is, she tightened her grip. Cinderella stepped out from the shadow of the tree and ran fast. Anastacia and the prince did not feel her presence. Cinderella stabbed the prince in the back of her heart using a knife. Anastacia was shocked.
"Oh my god, Cinderella?! What did you do?" Anastacia asked her stepsister.
"Obviously? I killed the prince"
"B-But why?"
"Don't even ask! You choose Anastacia! I kill you, or you'll shut your fucking mouth?"
"No, no! You're not gonna kill me! I am your sister!"
"For fucking sake, you're just my stepsister! I love Prince! I'm supposed to be the future bride instead of you!"
"But he didn't choose you! He loves me!"
"Shut up!" And then, she stabbed Anastacia too.
"You don't know what jealousy can do, when you felt betrayed and when you are feeling lonely all the time..." she whispered and cried.
"THERE SHE IS!"
Cinderella ran as fast as she can. She left one of her shoes and soldiers run after her. Cinderella hid at the abandoned house. She slept there, crying and not regretting what she did. In the morning, she heard about the girl who killed the prince and the future bride. Cinderella smiled devilishly, thinking about her father, who she killed years ago too. And little did they know, she is the serial killer in their town.
—————
"Is that the reason why you wanted me to kill Angel?" My daughter asked innocently.
"Yes, did you just mention her toys? You want her toys right?"
"Yes, Mom! I'm jealous of her toys! I'm gonna kill her, Mom, so that I can have the toys."
"Don't be afraid baby, it runs in our blood." I grinned and turned myself to my husband who was trying to cut the tongue of his new victim.
© shesprettyvillain
