Hello everyone, sorry I haven't posted in my other fanfic Two very different world's for a while but I've been crazy busy with exams, my final one is Friday so hopefully I'll be able to update soon! Here is a new fanfic I am trying out and I hope you like it!
Once upon a time there was a young boy who lived with his father. He had only been very young when his mother died and although he couldn't really remember he missed her terribly. No one could replace his mother. The young boy's father was desperately lonely and also believed that his son needed a motherly figure in his life and that was what began his search for a wife.
Soon enough the young boy's father found and fell in love with and married a woman who herself had been widowed and left with two children. So blinded was the father by his love, he didn't see how the woman really was and in particular how she treated his son. She favoured her two sons making sure that they got the best clothes, the best toys and the best rooms. To make the situation worse the boy got to spend very little time with his father. If he wasn't with his step sons playing then he was with his wife. He doted on them, spoiling them, buying them whatever they wanted because he feared of her leaving him and he feared dying alone.
The man became very ill and when he did his little boy cared for him. The boy was with his father when he died and for the second time in his life, the little boy's heart was broken. Not only that but his life was soon to become hell as that little boy was treated like a servant. He cooked, he cleaned, he made the beds and swept the fires. The only time he had to himself was in the evening when he sit in front of the fire before going to sleep. His nickname soon became Cinders as he was always sweeping and surrounded by the cinders of the fires. That little boy soon grew into a man and life was very much the same, with his only friends being the animals that he fed every morning. Tom Branson was lonely and Tom Branson was fed up of being treated in this way.
