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Little Bella

March 21, 2024
By Crimson-45 BRONZE, Kennett Square, Pennsylvania
Crimson-45 BRONZE, Kennett Square, Pennsylvania
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Blonde hair tied back into pigtails

Saffire blue eyes so bright and curious

A smile so large and perfect 

With parents who adore.


A little girl who enjoys time 

outdoors 

Never afraid of a little dirt.

Best friends with the wildlife, 

Telling them stories and secrets. 


Sitting on her mother's lap, listening to books

But when it came down to it 

Her favorite story was

About her parents' lives.


Told again and again 

The story never grew old to 

Little Bella. 


That night when her mom entered                                       That night when her dad entered

Bella said tell me again                                                       

And her mother began                                                          And her father began 

With a deep breath in                                                          


My parents a divorced couple                                              I never met my parents 

Caring for an only child                                                        raised by my step father                             

for most of my life                                                                 he had 3 boys of his own 

Unexpectedly died                                                                mean children they were


At 14 years old                                                                   

My stepmother took me in 

With an unkind heart                                                            Bullying me 

A list was made chore after chore                                        every single day

Just kept coming endlessly                                                 clean bedroom, bathrooms, kitchen 

And when I got to the end                                                    the end never came 

I spent the time looking outside                                           wishing I could go outside with the 

Happy                                                                                  people,

Smiling                                                                                 faces,

Laughing                                                                              together,


When I turned 16                                                                  When I turned 18 

I was losing hope of a future                                             I had lost hope of a promising future

This was not what I dreamed for my life                             

I was losing hope of a future                                             Never leading the life I hoped for

My best friends were the mice and house cat                  My best friends were the horse and dog


One night there was a dance                                              

All my sisters left                                                                 All my brothers left 

Not supposed to be home for the night                              gone for hours 

But I was not allowed to leave                                            I was stuck inside the house

Never allowed to have any fun                                           Like always

Working on the chores                                                       left to finish the work

I sat by the window                                                            I looked outside 

Then there was a knock                                                     knock knock 

I ran to the door                                                                 I opened the door 

My god mother stood there                                                A beautiful lady awaited 

In a blue jacket                                                                  She said 

Dry your eyes                                                                    Let me see your smile

Tonight is your time to live 

Twirl around                                                                     Dear

I did                                                                                  

I look down                                                                       I can’t believe it 

I am in a blue silk dress                                                    I am in a tuxedo 

My hair is done                                                                 Slicked back curls

Start a new beginning

My work here is done                                                      A pleasure meeting you 

When the clock turns 12 pm                                           Be home be safe by the toll of midnight

                                                                                       

I opened my mouth                                                        And she was gone 

A carriage awaited                                                         I climbed into my ride

                                                                                       A girl with blonde hair sits in the seat 

The carriage leaves                                                                                

                                                                                       We look at each other 

He is handsome                                                             She is beautiful 

What is your name                                                         My name is Henry 

                                                                                       What is your name

My name is Ciderella 

When the carriage stops                                               I open the door for her 

He gives me his hand                                                   She steps out 


He admires me                                                              she blushes at me 

We walk into the building                                              music fills the air


We dance                                                                      Laughing together 

Falling in love                                                                forgetting the time 

11:59pm                                                                         I look at her 

We run                                                                        anxiety heightened throughout our bodies

Until we are alone  


My sisters were going to be home soon                 My brothers were going to be home soon 

I was going to get in trouble                                   I had to arrive home before they returned

I gave him my address                                           I gave her my address 

I hoped to see him again                                     We desired see each other again 

I arrived home and rush to my room                  I stepped inside my home and sat by the window 

That night was the best gift anyone

Could have ever given me 

                                                                               I had the best day of my life

An obscured idea occurred 

I ran to my closet, grabbed 

My clothes, 

The little money I had saved, 

And the baked loaf of bread 

I made for my step-mother                

                                                                                I rose to my feet and ran to my closet 

                                                                                I grabbed a bag

I started running to the address he gave me           I ran to her place


I saw someone running in the distance                   Is that Cinderella?

I slowed as I recognized his face                          

He runs in to hug me                                             We cried with joy

What are we going to do now?                              Lets camp here tonight

We talked                                                               and watched the sunrise 


                                                                               Together we decided to start a new beginning 

And ran away                                                         Leave our old life behind 

                                                                                And find work to make a living                                             

Never did my step-mother                                      

Send any type of letter 

Or express worry  


                                                                               Years went by and I turned 20 

Three years together                                              between both of us we had enough 

                                                                                Money to buy a small house 

                                                                                I proposed to her

I started crying 

I was so happy

I never thought my life 

Would turn out like this 

I said yes                                                          I promised her a honeymoon in a couple of years

                                                                         When we had enough money to travel


Now little Bella we have you 

And live on this beautiful farm                        

                                                                          Bella

                                                                          Everything is possible 

                                                                          Never stop believing 

I tuck Bella into bed 

As she cuddles her stuffed mouse close 


I feel blessed 

As I walk out to sit by Henry 

On our couch in our home.


The author's comments:

I love to write with a flair for imagination. One day when daydreaming I experienced flashbacks from my childhood of watching Disney movies. This inspired me of what life was like after meeting Prince Charming. The story, Cinderella, is a crowd pleaser and movie makers love to produce Cinderella's tale over and over with new twists. I am very happy with this piece and would like to share my interpretation of what Cinderella's future self might look like. 


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