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A few months ago, in a not so far away land known 

as New York, there lived a tiny mouse named 

Mouserella. Mouserella lived in a giant penthouse 

with her stepmother and stepsisters. Her 

stepmother and sisters made her do all the work. 

“Mouserella!” one stepsister yelled. “Go get me 

some cheese!”.   “Mouserella!”, The other sister 

yelled. “Make me a sandwich!” This was how it had 

been ever since her father had gone away on a 

business trip.

One day, there was a knock on the door. When 

Mouserella opened the door, there was a mouse. 

This mouse had on a butlers outfit.   He handed her 

an invitation. “From the mouse downstairs.” He 

said. Then he walked away. “Who was it? Was it 

the mail man?” Her stepmother called. Mouserella 

walked in the living room, handed her stepmother 

the invitation, and waited while she read it. She 

finished reading, and then said, “It is an invitation 

from the rich mouse family downstairs. There's a 

party tomorrow!"

 Mouserella asked. "Could I go to the party?”   “Ha 

ha! You? At that party?” her stepsisters said 

between laughs. “You’ll just embarrass us.” The 

next day, the sisters spent a long time getting 

ready for the party. “Good bye, Mouserella.” They 

yelled at her. And she ran to her room and cried. 

Mouserella looked up after about five minuets and 

saw a giant cat!

    “Ahhh!”,   Mouserella yelled. “How’d you even get 

in the mouse hole? Your huge!”

“I have my ways.” , the cat said. “By the way, I’m 

your fairy god-cat. You wanna go to this party, 

right?” “Yes! More than anything!” Mouserella 

cried.   With a swish of her giant tail, the fairy 

god-cat gave Mouserella a beautiful dress.   Then, 

she made Mouserella a tiny pair of shoes. “Now 

lets go to this party.” 

At the party, nobody recognized Mouserella. She 

talked to other mice, danced with the rich mouse’s 

son, and even her stepmother and stepsisters were 

nice to her. In the end, her fairy god-cat came to 

pick her up. All the sudden, her dress turned back 

into rags. “Ugh, it’s Mouserella!” her stepmother 

cried. Mouserella ran home and lost a shoe.

    The next day, the mouse’s son, George, found 

the shoe. He made every mouse in the building try 

it on. Finally, he made it to Mouserella’s penthouse. 

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