Project One
A deep and sound sleep was harshly halted by a loud banging. “Cinderella!” yelled an old woman outside her bedroom door. “Get to work!” Cinderella climbed out of bed and sighed as she dressed herself. She then ran to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her family. The sound of frying eggs was accompanied by her stepsisters’ gabbing about their makeup and the new boy living down the street. “Would you like some more to eat?” Cinderella asked her stepsisters. “Ew! No!” they yelled. “Do you want us to get fat? We’ll never get married if we start eating that much.” Cinderella shrugged her shoulders and put the leftovers on a plate for herself. Just as she lifted her fork, her step mother smacked the plate from her hand and ordered her to mop the floors. “We’re expecting company later” her stepmother said “and we don’t have time to waste on things like your breakfast. A gentleman that has taken kindly to one of your sisters is coming and I want this house looking its best. She’s upstairs fixing her hair. After you finish mopping, go help her.”
Once upon a time there was a girl named Cindy. She lived in a house with her stepmother and two step sisters. Cindy liked to fix cars in her garage and spent all of her spare time doing just that. Cindy learned to fix cars from her dad who owned his own mechanic shop. Cindy at times would go there to work on engines and spend time with her godmother. Cindy's godmother also fixed cars and took over the shop when Cindy's dad died.
Not too long ago there was a young lady named Ellie. She lived and worked with a kind old man and his two miserable sons. Ellie got up every day at the crack of dawn and cooked and cleaned and took care of the old man while the the two men went to work. They worked in an office somewhere in the city doing some kind of financial work. They clearly hated their well-paying jobs and took their frustration out on Ellie by treating her horribly and paying her a pitiful salary. By "horribly" I mean that they constantly harassed her...she was expected to dress provacatively and cater to their every whim. This behavior upset the old man, but he was too old and feeble to knock some sense into his children. One morning, while Ellie was reading the newspaper to him (as his eyesight had deteriorated long ago) the old man asked her to stop. He looked her straight in the eye and said,
The Sword and the Stone
“Or how men justify muscles and a girl realizes her strength.”
Once upon a time, as these things always start, there was a town that was built around a great and fantastic magic sword. But this was no ordinary sword, and it wasn’t just lying in the mud for that matter; no the sword was buried to the hilt within a stone. Now the reason the town was built around this magical sword was due to the fact whoever pulled the sword free, would be the ruler of the land. With a sword like that you want to stay as close as you can, and trust me rent was higher the nearer you got. So in this town all the men worked and trained to become strong in hopes that they would one day pull the sword from the stone. This story is not so much about any of those very strong men, but about a sister of one of those very strong men.
Once upon a time a beautiful young girl was born into a home in Seneca Hills, New York. The beautiful young girl grew up and inherited 2 sisters in laws. The 3 girls went on to be the best of friends; coming together as a group to represent and respect each other. The girls gave each other playful nicknames, one being “Cinderella”. Cinderella got her nickname from her love of New Jersey's Cinder LeDell’s artwork.
Cinderella and her 2 best friends enjoyed everyday life. They, along with their brother, all shared doing the house work to help their parents who both worked chemists. One day, the King’s daughter invited all the girls from Seneca Hills to her annual ball. She was looking for a girl friend that would eventually help her to rule the kingdom. The princess knew all that mattered was what people looked like on the inside, not the outside so she sent everyone a mask so that she could pick her new girlfriend based solely on personality.
Cindy Ashe lived in Seattle, Washington and worked the night shift as a customer support representative for the Microsoft Help Line. Many years before, Cindy’s mother and her life partner, had been killed in a sky diving accident, forever known by Cindy’s grandmother as the “fall from grace.” With the death of her mothers, Cindy’s care and upbringing was turned over to her grandmother, Stella.
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived a young girl. She always listened to what her father told her; she was the model daughter. She cooked, she cleaned the house, and she never spoke out of turn. There came a day when she had reached the rightful age to be married, and as she was a most beautiful girl, she had many suitors. Her father surveyed all those who came to ask for her hand in marriage and he chose for her the man that was most beneficial; he was a wealthy, influential man in society and would greatly benefit her family’s standings.
