“No, wait, come back,” cried the royal prince, “Please come back!! I do not even know your name, how will I ever find you?!” But as soon as the royal prince went outside onto the steps of the royal palace, Cinderella was already gone, and all that she had left behind was a certain glass slipper encrusted with a diamond. 997 more words
And I wake up from my sleep and must catch up with re-blogs of fellow writers'/bloggers' take on the classic tale for our Cinderella Anthology Project.
This is an awesome story from the perspective of the glass slipper. Enjoy reading this wonderful sweet story.
Thank you, Theresa! I do have my other one, I promise :) and it will be done say around Valentine's Day :)
There's this whole month left to come up with your own Cinderella story or poem. To inspire us, Valentine's Day is around the corner. :)