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Most Cinderella stories start the same way - a poor but 

happy young girl who has been forced into manual labor.  

Well, this Cinderella was different from most.   Her step-

mom was a pretty nice lady who just asked her to do 

some chores.   But before Cinderella's daddy left for his 

year-long assignment in Europe, he ran out of money. 

There would be no more hired help.   The "evil" step-

mom said, "No problem!   We'll all pitch in and do our part 

while you're away!"

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"Cinderella!"   called the 

step-mother.   "You need 

to pick-up your room!   It 

looks like your clothes 

jumped out and are 

trying to escape!   No 

cleaning, no trip to see 

the king's new dragon !"  

(As you can tell from this 

picture, the step--mom was 

fairly stressed and used her 

cloak to cover up her bad-

hair day.)

"I'm NOT going to clean my room!"   cried 

Cinderella, stomping her feet and banging her 

fists.   "I'm going to run away!   And I MEAN it 

this time!!"  

"Don't let the door hit you on the way out", 

mumbled the step-mom.   But aloud she said, 

"Oh Cinderella, we all need to do our part.  

Clean your room and we'll all go and have a 

lovely afternoon!"

"Talk to the hand!" screamed Cinderella as she 

slammed her bedroom door.   As Cinderella 

wept on her bed, she packed her backpack 

with a pair of shorts, her Justin Bieber t-shirt, 

a couple of Capri Suns and some girl scout 

cookies that she had taken from the kitchen.  

With her belongings packed, she left from her 

window and started walking down the path to 

the castle.

After about twenty minutes of walking, Cinderella was 

tired.   "Man", she said to herself, "Running away is 

harder than I thought.   I must be at least ten miles away 

by now.   Well, it serves her right!   I hope that my mean, 

old step-mom is cryinger her eyes out missing me!

After walking for about another twenty 

minutes and REALLY feeling sorry for herself, 

she heard the roar of what sounded like a 

totally sweet ride.   (You see, Cinderella knew a 

rich ride when she heard it).   She wheeled 

around and sure enough, a red corvette (like 

the one in the song) was heading towards her.  

"Wowzer!"   exclaimed Cinderella, "I wonder 

what it's like to drive that cool..."AHHHH!"  

Cinderella screamed as the prince of the 

kingdom drove through a puddle and soaked 

the snitty Cinderella.

The Prince got out of the car, wearing his best 

kilt.

"Hey!" said Cinderella, "You ruined my dress!  

I'm calling my lawyer!"

"For what?!" cried the Scottish Prince.   "It's 

just a dress!"

"No it's not!"   she sobbed, "It's my favorite red 

silk dress and you're going to pay!"

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