Cinderella retelling

 Hello fellow readers and welcome back today's blog post is about what we have been doing for fairytales and fables last week. So for fairytales and fables, we had to make our own story of Cinderella.

Here is my story

In a land far away there lived a very beautiful girl along with her evil stepsisters and stepmother her name was Cinderella and the stepsisters' names were Alice, Bethenny her stepmother's name was Shelly.  Her mother had passed about a year ago and her father was not every well himself but her stepmother and stepsisters did not care about that at all they only wanted his money so the soon he died the happier they would be but Cinderella, on the other hand, was a horrible mess see was trying her hardest to look after her father and do all the chores around the house. 

One late afternoon Cinderella went out to get the mail like usually went she opened the letterbox she saw a letter from the princes along with all the bills she walked back inside with the mail in hand as soon as she got in the door the letter from the prince was snatched out of her hand by Alice "Thanks for that brat" said Alice she ran into the kitchen and eminently told her sister and mother. "Are you sure that's what the letter says" questioned Bethenny "Yes I'm sure" yelled Alices the two sisters soon got into a fight about whether the letter was from the prince " Give me that" demanded the mother she took the letter and started to read it out loud "There is a ball being held at the palace and everyone is invited?" said Shelly, 

The next day the sisters were yelling about not having anything to wear to the ball "Would you two stop bickering and go get Cinderella to make your dresses" yelled the mother the girls stop yelling at each other and went to go find Cinderella they soon found her in their father's room she was holding his hand and crying her eyes out "What's wrong with you" said Bethenny " Father he is gone" cried Cinderella "oh well get other it and come make our dresses so we have some thing to were to the ball" demanded Bethenny. " What but he is my father and he has just died why should a make yous your dresses if anything I should be planning his funeral," said Cinderella 

To be continued I was not here on Friday so this is all I could get done.