The Beginning

I'm Cinderella, Ella for short. Its what my mom used to call me, or so my dad would tell me at night. My mother passed away when I was still little. I dont even remember her, yet I cry almost every night. Shortly after my mom died, my father met another woman. In the beginning, she was nice, like a mother figure, bringing into the family two other children my age, both girls. But after they wed, she cut the act. Her, and her daughters began to treat me wrong behind my fathers back, and he was too stressed and ill to realize what was occurring. I wish he would've realized. After 3 years of living in a hell with my new mother, and sister's, my dad suddenly passed away. I felt as if my life was over. I had no one. I was forced to move into my families guest house. They wanted nothing to do with me. I was also forced with doing everything for the family. I wasn't a family member, I was just the free maid.

I miss my dad, alot. He was my everything. He was the only reason I wasn't being tortured by Gertrude. But all thats over now. That's my 'family'. The one on the left, in the cutest $3000 jacket and dress i've ever seen, is my sister Alexandria. The one on the right, is my sister Anastasia. The girls argue so much, and usually its because Alexandria makes fun of Anastasia by saying she's older than her. She's older than her by 2 minutes. And finally, my stepmom, in the middle, Gertrude.

Everyday when I wake up, 6:00am, I get a list on my door. This list, includes my chores for the day, which is the same, almost everyday. I also have to go to the grocery store, but I guess I don't have to today. That's a relief. After I finish all my chores, I end up not getting my homework done until 9:00pm, then I have to eat, and take a shower. And then its off to bed for me. I wish things were different. One day.