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Sinderella 12

ELLA

My stepmother drew closer and stopped right in front of me. She started going around me, circling me like a predator.

My heart was beating so loud, that it almost flew out of my chest.

"What do we have here, " she whispered to herself and I held my breath.

"Cinderella, isn't this the bedspread I asked you to thrash last season?"

This time, my heart stopped.

But before I could answer, I heard the sound of tearing fabric and I looked around me wondering where it came from until I saw a large piece of my dress in her hands.

"You never trashed it, did you?"

Again, she tore through another piece and my dead heart went with it.

"Mama, what are you doing?" I whimpered as I tried to protect my dress.

"I am doing what I should have done long ago!"

She started tearing out my dress from my body bits by bits.

"Mama, please stop!" I begged as tears spilled from my eyes but everything I said fell on deaf ears.

I fell to the floor in tears and she continued to tear through the pieces till I was
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