Hello! I'm a spanish girl and this is my first english story in . It's about Cinderella's story. I hope that you like it! Sorry, mi english is terrible S
Summary: Sometimes it's better to forget the truth, to believe that everything has a happy ending, because maybe this way it's more easier to look at the future. Only maybe.
Tell me, still you believe that fairy tales and the happy endings exists? Cinderella
Fairy tales and happy endings
Haven't you ever asked if there are really fairy tales? Those stories that told us when we were small; those stories that spoke about the everlasting happiness; those stories that made us smile. Is it true what all of these books say? Does everlasting happiness exist? Maybe we should investigate a bit more into the life of those characters to know it. I suppose all of you have heard of Cinderella's story. Exactly, the sweet and nice girl who lived in the shadow of her step-sisters and her wicked stepmother, which treated her as a servant. According to the story, Cinderella got a happy ending: she went to the dance thanks to her fairy godmother, the prince and she fell in love, they got married and lived happily ever after. But, is that true? Did they live happily for the rest of their days? Maybe you would be surprise to know that their life wasn't perfect as it seems. Because a crystal shoe isn't enough to be happy. It's true that initially they were happy, but forever? It's too much time, to my seem.
Her stepmother and step-sisters didn't return to bother her, they didn't return to treat her like to an object or to make fun of her, they let her live in peace, even they were feeling envy.
Her fairy godmother visited her occasionally, but she stopped to doing it, because Cinderella didn't needed her help anymore.
The prince. What to say of him? During the first months of married, he was the perfect man: attentive, romantic, cheerful... But everything changed with the time.
The princess who was supposed to be happy, was living in a great palace, with a husband who was travelling constantly to distant kingdoms for a long time. She was valuing that he was worrying for his village, it was his work. But it wasn't avoiding her unhappiness, that she was feeling alone. Some days she was crying in her room , and the servants of the castle saw that the smile of the princess had been forgotten.
And one day she didn't put up any more. She took her things and fled with the first beams of the Sun beginning to show for the distant mountain chains of the kingdom. That dawn, Cinderella observed for last time the spoiled and reddish silhouette of the castle in the horizon before escaping, and she stopped to fall a tear of homesickness, insecure of where to head for. At least, her last recollection of this place would be a beautiful dawn that was giving a magic aspect to everything.
Nobody ever knew to where she went, if she felt desires to return or if she could be happy. And nobody recognized the real history, nobody revealed that Cinderella fled because she couldn't love a man that preferred loving his village; and the lie was kept for years, up to this moment.
Cinderella's story continues being told, everyone believes in the happy ending and I'm no one to contradict it, because you have all the right to think that she was happy with her crystal shoe.
Sometimes it's better to forget the truth, to believe that everything has a happy ending, because maybe this way it's more easier to look at the future. Only maybe.
Tell me, still you believe that fairy tales and the happy endings exists?
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