We all know about that sweet, kind, beautiful girl's story. How she was unlucky to lose both of her parents. Being treated badly but still was kind to everyone. And how cruel was her stepmother and sisters.
But how much do we know about those stepmother and sisters. Were they really bad or its society who made them bad.
THE VILLAIN...
"Ugh... I guess the fall was really hard. My head is still ringing. "
My head is still in pain and my body is aching too.
I slowly got up and sat by leaning against the bed. I fell down off the stairs and got unconscious and now I gained back my consciousness.
"What time is it? How long was I out...? "
I looked around, the room was dark. All curtains are down. But why this room seems so unfamiliar. I mean, when did my room got so big. I'm lying on a huge bed too.
"This isn't my.... room."
I got off from the bed and went to remove the curtains and open the window to get a better look.
I removed the curtains and opened the window and sudden gush of sunlight blinded my eyes. I squinted my eyes and tried to look outside.
"What...?"
This isn't my town, where are all the buildings and houses.
Why there is a big garden and so many trees in front of me. We were never 'save tree save earth' activists. Didn't even have that much of a land.
Sky was clear and blue with some fluffy clouds. Birds are flying, sitting and chirping on the tree branch. All colours of birds. There are butterflies. Fresh and clean air and beautiful scents from all those beautiful flowers.
I was just standing there like a stupor person and filling my eyes with this beautiful scene in front of my eyes.
After that I turned towards my room.
My room is another place with beauty. There is a big bed right in the middle coverd with silk net. A big wardrobe with some detailed handcraft. More window, some tables and there is a dressing table with a big mirror which has a detailed curvatures all around it.
I stepped forward, one by one, slowly. I can't believe what I'm seeing right now.
There is a reflection of a girl on the mirror who isn't ME...!!
I looked around but there's no one in the room with me. Then who is that girl on the mirror.
"Is that me...??"
I looked again and again
There is a reflection of a girl with mid length brown -red hair. Wearing a cream color gown.
I touched my face, I can feel the bumps of acne on my face just like the girl in front of me. I touched my eyes, nose, lips all are same as I'm seeing right now.
This isn't me.
I had black shoulder length hair, clear skin. I spent most of my pocket money to treat my acne, hyperpigmentation, tan so much that I left with nothing to buy me some snacks.
I closed my eyes, 1..2..3.. Open!!
Nothing changed.
*slap slap*
Still nothing changed.
"Mom....!! "
I called for my mom but wait, that voice.... Isn't mine!!
Everything is changed, I can't even recognize myself. Is this all true?
I looked towards the door.
"Lets head out."
I turned and started walking towards the door. Even the door has carvings on it. I pushed the door open and stepped out of the room.
I was in awe, I can't believe my eyes.
"Wahhh.....!! "
Everything is soo luxurious, beautiful and antique. It feels like I traveled back in time. How is this even possible. There is no electricity, everything is well lit with some big candles on the wall. Beautiful portraits are hanging on the wall.
I was staring at nothing for few minutes.
Can I really belive my eyes. Are all this real. Am I in an escape room, being hypnotized, kidnapped to starring as princess. That's my dream, but there are other dreams too how come only this one came true. I feel puzzled.
"Mehh!! Must be a dream, like heck I turned into someone else. Is this some fantasy book or what. "
"CINDERELLA....!!"
Suddenly I heard someone shouting a name.
Cinderella.. Did heard it right?
"CINDERELLA....!!"
No no I heard it right. Cinderella. That's the name she is yelling. So all along all these were a dream.
*sigh*
Suddenly I heard footsteps, someone is coming. I hurried back into the room and closed the door. That sound came closer and then fainted away. Maybe that person passed by this room. Was she Cinderella?
No no stupid me, it's not possible.
Exactly, in this time of science and modern technology I am magically turned into someone else and entered Cinderella's story. I will stop watching all those transmigration dramas at once. I can't lose my sanity for some momentary pleasure.
I'm not even the Cinderella, she is beautiful and this girl is... Average. Not worth it.
I walked towards that huge ass bed and went to lay down. I covered myself with the blanket.
"I have an early morning tomorrow. I should just go back to sleep. I'll definitely wake up after sometimes."
I closed my eyes and went back to sleep. Hoping that when I wake up I will be back to my actual self. I Will stop watching Disney movies for a while and keep it minimum. I have my share of annoying sister in plate, I don't want to involve with someone else's step sisters. But I regretted a little about not having a glimpse of Cinderella, who knew how beautiful she actually look in my dream.
While thinking all this, I went back to my slumber.
But who knew that this is just the beginning maybe in a good way.
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Side note: This is a story which is inspired when I was watching 'the ugly step sister' movie. I really felt Anastesia's pain there so I wanted to give both of the sisters some good ending unlike the movie. I hope everyone will like this version.
There is no actual official full name for the characters so I gave them my own.
Name of the characters:-
Cinderella's actual Name: Ella Marie Ashbourne
Biological Father: Lord Edmund Theodore Ashbourne
Biological Mother (Deceased): Lady Rosaline Claire Ashbourne
Stepmother Name: Lady Beatrice Helena Ravenscroft (after marriage Ashbourne)
Stepsister(Elder) Name: Anastasia Louise Ravenscroft (Ashbourne)
Stepsister (Younger) Name: Drizella Margaret Ravenscroft (Ashbourne)
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