Ugly

You probably know me as the younger ugly stepsister. The foolish stepsister. The one so jealous of Cinderella's charm and beauty that I forced her to dress in rags and do all the chores while my mother and sister and I did nothing, sitting in our rooms all day while Cinderella slaved away to serve us.

But that isn't the way it happened at all. No one ever remembers that it wasn't just Cinderella's father who died. Mine did too. No one asks why I am considered ugly. No one wonders what my family was doing while Cinderella was cooking and cleaning. But I am here to tell you. I am the Ugly Stepsister, and this is my story.