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Saturday, October 11, 2008
Cinderella
Long long time ago, there lived a girl named Rella. As her father just died and her mother died even earier, she lived with her step mother and 2 step sisters. IT was commonly believed that the step mother married in because of the father's wealth and ramours had it that the father died of no natural cause. However, this will be another story for another time.

As Rella was not blood related, she was enslaved by her step relatives, forcing her to do the housework. Being helpless and ignorant, she was unable todo anything to escape from her pathetic fate. Before she realised it, she was renames Cinderella as her face was as dirty as the cinder due to her work.

One day, the prince of the country wanted a bride and invited all the woman of the country to attend a party in his castle. Cinderella thought it was her chance to gain freedom from her step mother, whereas the step mother and sister knew it was the chance for them to gain more riches and power. All of them wanted to go for the ball.
Cinderella knew that her step mother would not allow her to attend the ball, hence she secretly made preparation. She found her mother's beautiful gown and accossories. Despite her efforts, one of the sister found the gown and tore it into shreds, denying her the proper attire to get into the ball. Upon learning Cinderella's intention to go to the ball, her step mother locked her in and left for the ball with her step sisters.

Cinderella accept fate but doesnt accept losing. She tried to escape but in vain. That was when her fairy godmother suddenly appeared (of all times) and turned the pumpkin into a carridge, the mice into horses and horseman; and turned her tattered dress into a nice gown! She even gave cinderella glass slippers for no hidden cost!. Nonetheless, she warned Cinderella that her spell will only last till the stoke of midnight.

Hurriedly, Cinderella went to the ball and instantly captured the attention of the Prince (talking abt cocktail party effects). As she was beautifully dressed up, her step mother and sisters could even recognise her and thought she was some princess from a neighbouring country. Soon, the prince was mesmerised by Cinderella and made the approached to dance with her. Just within a few mins, the prince was certain to make Cinderella his queen. Unfortunately, the clock strike midnight and she started to transform back to her orginal state. Just as she ran down the stairs, she fell down and dropped her glass slipper. Picking herself up immediately, she ran back home in lightning fast speed within 12 seconds (12 strikes from the clock) that no one witness her transformation and didnt suspect a thing.

The prince found the glass slipper that strangely didnt disappear upon the midnight. Apparently, the prince have never been shopping for shoes before thus didnt know that there is a limited range for shoe sizes from size 5 to maybe 11? Thinking that everybody's shoe size is unique, he declared that if anyone who can wear that shoe will become his queen.

When the prince reached cinderella's place, her first sister went into her room and try the glass slipper. But it was too small for her and her mother , desperate to gain riches, instructed her to cut off her heels. She did and was able to fit into the shoe but the bleeding of her heels were too obvious that the prince could took notice. Therefore, the second sister tried and it was too big for her as well. This time, her mother told her to chop off her toes so that she could wear the slippers and no obvious blood. The prince couldnt recognise that the sister wasnt the girl he met in the ball, took her as queen and brought her back into the castle via carridge.

Fortunately, upon the journey back, he noticed that the blood from her toes start flowing out and he knew that she had chop her toes off to fit the shoe. So he brought her back home. It was the case that the prince had already combed the entire country and just so happen that cinderella's shoe size is soooo unique that no one was able to fit it nicely. IT might be the case that the glass slipper is tailor made to 0.00005 of error!

"ARe u sure there isnt anyone from ur home?"He asked.
At that time, Cinderella managed to break free from her room with the help of her mice friends.
"I believe i have yet to try!" She walked out of her room towards the prince.
While the prince attendance was handling the glass slipper to cinderella, the step mother trip him over and the glass slipper broke. Polly it had already reach its breaking point when it was worn while running down the stairs and it fell of once.
"oh, dont worry,"cinderella said calmly, reaching out her pocket to reveal another glass slipper,"I have the other one."
And the glass slipper fit her nicely...

The prince took cinderella as his queen and they live together.

With a prince who
1) Hopped to girls who looks pretty
2) Determined her as his wife without even knowing her name and background
3) Didnt know that there are just a few sizes for a shoe
4)cannot recognise cinderella and took in anyone who can wear the shoe
5) Didnt suspect that shoe of the same design can exist in different sizes

Do you think it will be happily ever after?

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haha!
I guess i deviate my orignal moral of the story. But indeed this story has so many loop holes to start off with.

Wonderland tml! need to wake up at 7am! now is already 1... Sleep..


Catching the falling leaves ...[11:56 AM]
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