May 27th, 2011
“The clock gave its twelfth chime and Cinderella went out from the Ball, running. It was an odd scene. A lady, dressed with a deluxe dress riding a poor horse by the mud street, sprinkled with it.”
That were the first lines of the acknowledged mockery of the famous fairytale of Cinderella, Michael was writing for his Literature Class. He knew it would make laugh the assembly. He was merrily thinking on it when he fall in a deep dream
He was dreaming he was on a ball, a Masked Ball, dancing with the most beautiful girl he had ever met. He said something and she laughed. Oh, how beautiful her smile was! She was dressed like a fairy… the Queen. But suddenly, she made a worrying expression of anguish and ran away. He tried to stop her but she was quickly and could leave him behind.
Michael woke up with an idea on his mind. He took the draft he was writing and made a ball with it before bowl it. He took a new paper and began to write:
“We all know what happens with Cinderella. She has to suffer a lot, but no one ever talks about the Prince. About what he has to live, because he finds the love of his life, the perfect woman he had been looking for and she left him because a pumpkin and the clock! That’s totally unfair! I’m saying this because I have felt what Prince did. I dreamt with a woman who disappeared at the twelve o’clock and it was one of the saddest experiences of my life…”
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