The Cinderella Story - As re-written by Goldie

Hi! there Readers - I re-wrote the story of Cinderella sometime ago as part of a 'Point of View' exercise at my writing group. We were asked to re-write the story from two points of view. I first re-wrote the story in 'first person' and then 'third person omniscient' which I have posted here. Hope you like it...Goldie

Imogene looked at Arabella and they both snickered.


Arabella whispered in Imogene’s ear, ‘Cinderella wants to go to the ball. What a joke! Who does she think she is?’

‘It’s okay, Mum will make sure she doesn’t get there,’ Imogene whispered back. Both of Cinderella’s stepsisters had hated Cinderella ever since their mother married Cinderella’s father. Now Cinderella’s father was dead, her stepsisters were even more horrible to her than before. They didn’t want her to go to the ball at the Prince’s castle for there he would choose a bride. Cinderella was beautiful and the ugly sisters knew they wouldn’t have a chance of the Prince choosing either of them if she was there.

The night of the ball Imogene and Arabella went to the castle dressed in all their finery. They’d had their hair done and were wearing their most expensive jewelry.

‘Bye, Cinderella, we’ll miss you,’ they called, laughing as they spoke, and left Cinderella to do the long list of chores that their mother had given her.

The next day there was a knock at the door. It was the Prince. The beautiful stranger that he danced with all night had left her slipper behind in her haste to get away. No one knew who she was so he was going from door to door asking all the young girls in his kingdom to try the slipper on. He would ask the one whose foot was a perfect fit to marry him.

‘Let me try the slipper on. I didn’t realise I had lost it at the castle,’ Imogene lied, but her foot was too long.

‘Now I will put it on and then go to my room for the matching slipper,’ said Arabella, but her foot was too fat.

‘Are there any other young girls in this house?’ asked the Prince.

‘Only Cinderella but she didn’t go to the ball,’ said the stepsister’s mother.

‘I’d like her to try on the slipper anyway,’ the Prince said.

Arabella stomped off to the kitchen to find Cinderella.

‘You’re wanted outside and make it snappy,’ she said in a grumpy voice.

Cinderella followed her outside and there was the Prince talking with her stepmother and Imogene, who both looked angry.

The Prince’s face lit up when he saw Cinderella.

‘Would you be so good as to try on this slipper?’ he asked.

Cinderella put the slipper on and it was a perfect fit.

‘At last I’ve found you,’ said the Prince and got down on his knee. ‘Will you marry me? he asked.

‘Of course I will,’ answered Cinderella.

Imogene, Arabella and their mother were aghast.

‘How could you have gone to the ball?’ the three of them cried.

‘My Fairy Godmother helped me,’ Cinderella replied.

All of a sudden there was a sound like the rustling of leaves. And Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother appeared from nowhere. She turned to Cinderella’s two stepsisters and scowled.

‘Because you have been so mean and nasty to Cinderella I am going to turn you both into toads that are even uglier than you are already.’

Imogene and Arabella both gasped in horror. She then turned to Cinderella’s stepmother who looked worried. ‘And I am going to turn you into a snake because you are as evil as a snake.’

‘No, wait!’ Cinderella said. And because she was such a nice, kind, caring person she said, ‘please don’t do these things, Fairy Godmother. They can come and live with my Prince and me. I forgive them.’

So that’s what they did and they all lived happily ever after.



THE END