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Cinderella Bella:
My name is Isabella Marie Swan. This is my story.
When I was young I was a very happy child. I had everything anyone could ever want. But I didn't have a mother. She died during child birth, her name was Renee Swan. My father told me that he could see her in me every time he looked at me. He said that I looked just like her and he could see her soul in my eyes along with a large amount of maturity that he knew belonged to me. I loved my father, he was the most caring person on earth.
My father, Charlie Swan, although strict was much fun to be around. We would play games and fun activities whenever he was away from work or wasn't busy.
When I was a baby he discovered that I had trouble sleeping. I would either not fall asleep for hours or continually wake up during the night. My father, being the bright man that he was, came up with the idea of telling me stories at night to help me sleep better. The first time he tried it I slept like a rock. Ever since then he would always read to me at night or tell me a thrilling story.
One night he had to work late and wouldn't be able to make it home in time before I went to sleep. I knew I wouldn't be able to get to sleep without my story and even though one of my maids had offered, it was not the same without my father so I told her no.
I started to think that maybe I could get to sleep myself so I picked up the fantasy book my dad used and found I could read it quite easily to myself.
When he found out about it the next morning he was happily surprised and said he always knew I was a bright child.
I was twelve years old when my father remarried. He said I was becoming a young lady and therefore needed the guidance of a mother. Her name was Baroness Victoria and with her she brought her two daughters Lady Lauren and Lady Jessica.
I didn't mind them at first but I always got a bad feeling when I was around them. I would just shake it off and think nothing of it.
My father and I were extremely close, that is, until the accident.
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My father was coming home from the market when his carriage was seized by bandits They took all his valuables his horses and killed his men then they stabbed him.
They thought him dead and left. Somehow he was still alive and managed to find his way back to the manor. I saw him and ran to him as did the maids and servants that were outside.
We didn't reach him in time. He collapsed on to the dirt path and died.
That was the saddest day of my life.
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After that day Victoria revealed her true colors. Since no one could find my father's will she inherited everything.
She told me I was nothing but an inconvenience and forced me to give my room and belongings to her and daughters and had me move to the attic. I was no longer free in my own home, I was a servant.
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AN: story will get better. Edward in up coming chapters. ExB
PS: o.k. This is my third story and so far combining the two I have gotten a grand total of one review!!!!
Therefore I won't be updating this story till I get at least five reviews
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