All of the sudden I couldn't see anymore, Cinderella's skirt was in the way. Oh well, I didn't mind giving up my sight for a short while just to have this experience. Oh, I got a glimpse under the skirt, we were in a carriage. Eventually the carriage stopped and Cinderella stepped out onto a cherry red carpet. She started up the stairs, she had to lift her skirts and I gazed at tall golden arches and a long hallway lined with straight backed men. After she reached the top of the stairs and let go of her skirt, she wandered down the long hallway. As she walked her skirt swished up and I got a glimpse of the lined up men's shoes, brown leather with a buckle in the middle. Pretty ordinary. I wanted to see a handsome shoe.

The last of the soldier shoes disappeared from my view and Cinderella stepped from the red carpet on to a milk white tile floor. An annoying person was calling off names and titles, how boring could a person get?

All of the sudden the most beautiful shoes I would ever see peeked under the skirt of Cinderella's dress. The shoes were soft, worn, brown leather that had been shined (as well as you can shine leather) and they had fitted the man's foot perfectly. "Why how do you do, mademoiselle?" the shoes asked airily. When the humans started to dance to a waltz, we spoke whenever Cinderella's dress allowed us to. Then we walked in the garden and it was perfectly silent. How much more romantic could a setting get? I knew that I had fallen in love.

Sadly, I started to get tired because I was not used to so much walking. I shook it off though because I wanted to stay with the Prince's shoes (He had told me who his wearer was when we were dancing).

Wait a second, hadn't the fairy lady told Cinderella something about a time when the spell would stop working? Midnight I seemed to recall. I wondered what time it was. Oh, no matter, I was with the best pair of shoes in the whole world, I was going to enjoy it.

Then Cinderella had to ruin the moment when the clock struck midnight. "Oh my goodness," she exclaimed.

"What is the matter?" asked the human Prince.

"It's midnight," she said unnecessarily, seeing as how the clock had just struck midnight.

"So it is, but what is the problem?" asked the prince? He did not understand, especially considering that they had never talked. That's right, not a second of the hours they had spent together had they talked. Quite impossible to understand considering the Prince's shoes and I had talked constantly the entire time.

"Oh, goodbye," said Cinderella. What, NO, we can't leave yet I wanted to scream, as if I could. I need to get to know the prince's shoes better. We had just met. She couldn't honestly expect to separate us so soon. But she did, she stood up and started to run off towards the stairs.

"No, no. You can't go now!" calls the Prince. Yes, the human prince was trying to convince her to stay. Please, please convince her to stay I silently pleaded.

But of course my silent plea's went unheard as Cinderella started to pull away and say, "Well, I – I – I Oh the Prince. I have not met the Prince." Wait, what? She didn't know that she was with the Prince. Well served her right for having had zero conversation with him.

Still, much to my dismay, my prayers went unanswered as she raced away from the shoes of my dreams. At least he'd be in my dreams now that I knew about him. At least I could dream about him after I turned back into a lonely wine glass again.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, Cinderella dropped a half of me. Now I felt two separate halves at the same time. One part of me felt rejected, how could she just have me left there? The other half felt instantly lonely; I didn't quite understand why Cinderella didn't go back for me.

The lost half was picked up by the Duke who waved it around. It made me feel nauseous and all the more aware of how delicate I am. That half was carried away, which took me farther away from my other half.