Sinderella 11

ELLA

It's finally the big day —the day of the ball.

"Cinderella!" My stepmother screamed as I scurried through the cottage with a large pile of hats in my hands.

"Yes, mama!" I responded my voice sounding muffled under the pile that threatened to push me over.

"Where are the hats!?" She screamed even louder, thankfully I was already in her room.

"It's right here, mama!" I replied dumping them on the bed for her to choose.

She held the first one with two of her fingers, making sure her hand didn't brush it.

"Good. You may leave, " she said dismissing me with a wave of her free hand as she started testing the pile of hats on the bed like they had worms attached to it.

I had to run into the basement searching for all the hats I could find only for her to go through the pile like she didn't need them. I could have protested if I wanted trouble. But I needed to be on my best behavior so she would take me with her to the as she had promised.

"Thank you, mama, " I whispered as I ran out of h