There was once a very busy businessman whose wife, tired of his constant trips, asked him to choose between his family and his traveller miles. The couple divorced after thirteen years of marriage and one beautiful daughter.
The businessman married again two years later. The second wife was a very pretty and shallow woman who already had a pair of bimboes as daughters, who were as pretty and shallow as herself. The businessman’s first daughter, whose custody he gained after a long legal dispute, was a sweet, intelligent and well-educated girl, just like her real mother.
The new wife hated feeling inferior than her stepdaughter, because she was as perfect as to make them look ugly and stupid. So the iniquitous woman gave her the hardest work to do in the house, the flawless girl was ordered to make her stepsisters look smart.
She slept on the floor between the stepsisters’ beds, and after the day’s work was done or the sisters were tired, which generally happened first, she was obliged to sit and watch silly soap-operas at her eyes’ ends. Because of this, the two sisters decided to call her Cinderella.
When Cinderella was 21, she saw her opportunity to run away from the torture she was suffering day after day with the two sisters. She thought about fleeing to a different country in which her father could visit her during one of his trips. Sadly, the stepmother learnt about her intentions, and stole her passport. By this action, this mean woman obstructed Cinders plan to find relief.
The week after the robbery, an invitation to a dance arrived at the house. It was sent to the family, and since neither the stepmother nor the two sisters had learn to read so well yet, Cinders opened and read it. King Charles invited all the important people in the country with their unmarried daughters, because he wanted to find a wife for his older son William.
The sisters couldn’t decide what to wear.
“I’ll wear my Versace’s Pink quilted silk satin, silk georgette with long lace,” said the eldest.
“I’ll wear my Armani’s black viscose evening gown with a sexy open back, and beautifully beaded detail,” said the youngest. “Of course, Cinderella must help us get ready and talk brainy.”
So Cinders worked hard for her stepsisters, rushing to the drycleaner’s, downloading updated information from the internet, and trying to match their dresses with some shoes and jewellery. She even arranged their hairdressers’ appointments for them, and although she was secretly longing to go to the ball herself, she didn’t once complain that she had been left out.
As the sisters left for the royal palace, Cinders sat down in front of her old laptop, and while visiting The History Channel on the web, she began to cry. She had so wanted to go dancing and meet the prince.,,
Suddenly, her mother appeared. She was wearing a Jacky Kennedy’s suit and a beautiful pair of matching-with-the-purse shoes.
The businessman married again two years later. The second wife was a very pretty and shallow woman who already had a pair of bimboes as daughters, who were as pretty and shallow as herself. The businessman’s first daughter, whose custody he gained after a long legal dispute, was a sweet, intelligent and well-educated girl, just like her real mother.
The new wife hated feeling inferior than her stepdaughter, because she was as perfect as to make them look ugly and stupid. So the iniquitous woman gave her the hardest work to do in the house, the flawless girl was ordered to make her stepsisters look smart.
She slept on the floor between the stepsisters’ beds, and after the day’s work was done or the sisters were tired, which generally happened first, she was obliged to sit and watch silly soap-operas at her eyes’ ends. Because of this, the two sisters decided to call her Cinderella.
When Cinderella was 21, she saw her opportunity to run away from the torture she was suffering day after day with the two sisters. She thought about fleeing to a different country in which her father could visit her during one of his trips. Sadly, the stepmother learnt about her intentions, and stole her passport. By this action, this mean woman obstructed Cinders plan to find relief.
The week after the robbery, an invitation to a dance arrived at the house. It was sent to the family, and since neither the stepmother nor the two sisters had learn to read so well yet, Cinders opened and read it. King Charles invited all the important people in the country with their unmarried daughters, because he wanted to find a wife for his older son William.
The sisters couldn’t decide what to wear.
“I’ll wear my Versace’s Pink quilted silk satin, silk georgette with long lace,” said the eldest.
“I’ll wear my Armani’s black viscose evening gown with a sexy open back, and beautifully beaded detail,” said the youngest. “Of course, Cinderella must help us get ready and talk brainy.”
So Cinders worked hard for her stepsisters, rushing to the drycleaner’s, downloading updated information from the internet, and trying to match their dresses with some shoes and jewellery. She even arranged their hairdressers’ appointments for them, and although she was secretly longing to go to the ball herself, she didn’t once complain that she had been left out.
As the sisters left for the royal palace, Cinders sat down in front of her old laptop, and while visiting The History Channel on the web, she began to cry. She had so wanted to go dancing and meet the prince.,,
Suddenly, her mother appeared. She was wearing a Jacky Kennedy’s suit and a beautiful pair of matching-with-the-purse shoes.
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