Hey! This was a class assignment about twisting a fairy tale and making it your own. I chose to bring light to the story of Cinderella. Enjoy.

Cindy:Cinderella Uncut

Cinderella is an enchanting fairytale. Filled with memorable characters and a heartwarming message. This story has been passed down from generation to generation. But its been told wrong. Everything they told you and everything you think you know is fake! You have been lied to! I am the rat that used to help her clean! Well one of them anyway. And I'm here to tell you the truth.

Cinderella was a mass murderer. A hit man! Hired by the aristocratic to kill the aristocratic. She killed all of her targets. Her weapon…a glass shoe.

Its true that she lived with her stepmother and stepsisters. And yes they were wicked. But Cinderella never did the work they assigned her. We did!

The rats. We cooked, we cleaned, we scrubbed, we rubbed! And did we ever get a thank you? No. Not the least bit. One day, the stepsisters were talking about the upcoming grand ball. Cinderella overheard them, hearing the news for the first time. Her sisters were anxious to meet the new prince, and imagined themselves becoming queen. Ha! As if! Anyway, Blondie soon realized she had to do a little mission of her own. Her mission: kill Prince Charming and take all of his riches. She daydreamed of herselve bathing in all of the golden coins and smiled a wicked smile.

"Cinderella, are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. She smiled darkly and proceeded sewing her dress…that's right! The dress! You would think from the movies and books that it was this elegant, ethreal powder blue gown. Now you would think she would try to blend in and hide, but oh no! This was no ordinary gown. It was low cut, with alluring cleavage. Black, ending 8 inches below the crotch. Her lips rose red, and eyes smoky. I figured the broad was in for it, so I followed her to the ball.

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"Who is that?" Prince Charming asked his guard. He pointed to none other than Cindy. The guard squinted and furrowed his brows.

"Your majesty, I have no clue."

Prince Perfection asked her to dance and C agreed. They danced and drank the night away, and I was getting bored. Right before I started to leave, I noticed Cinderella sneak the prince to a secret room. I mean, somebody had to clean the blood from her shoe…right? So I get in there waiting for the action to happen…and I get nothing. Nothing at all. She didn't kill him, she didn't hit him, she didn't even glare. I guess 'ol C-dogg fell for the guy.

About the whole glass shoe on the staircase thing, that wasn't even Cindy's shoe! The prince did search for the owner, but he had already found his princess. And yes Cinderella did go home at 12 o clock but only because she had a strict curfew. Not because of the magic wearing off. So yeah. That's the true story. Now you know the truth. You're going to pay me for that right? I prefer swiss.