Cinderella Fairytale Story

Cinderella Fairytale Story ~ Bedtime Stories for Kids in
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A Story From: France

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For Ages: 5 to 7yrs., 8 to 10yrs.
Drawn by Ava, age 13. Thank You!

Cinderella Fairytale ~ Bedtime Story for Kids in English
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This is the Fairytale story of Cinderella. It is brought to you by Stories to Grow by. Kids
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ONCE UPON A TIME a girl named Cinderella lived with her stepmother
and two stepsisters. Poor Cinderella had to work hard all day long
so the others could rest. It was she who had to wake up each
morning when it was still dark and cold to start the fire. It was she
who cooked the meals. It was she who kept the fire going. The poor
girl could not stay clean, from all the ashes and cinders by the fire.
“What a mess!” her two stepsisters laughed. And that is why they
called her “Cinderella.”
One day, big news came to town. The King and Queen were going to
have a ball! It was time for the Prince to find a bride. All of the
young ladies in the land were invited to come. They were wild with
joy! They would wear their most beautiful gown and fix their hair
extra nice. Maybe the prince would like them!
One day, big news came to town.
At Cinderella’s house, she now had extra work to do. She had to
make two brand-new gowns for her step-sisters.
“Faster!” shouted one step-sister.
“You call that a dress?” screamed the other.
“Oh, dear!” said Cinderella. “When can I–“
The stepmother marched into the room. “When can you WHAT?”
“Well,” said the girl, “when will I have time to make my own dress
for the ball?”
“You?” yelled the stepmother. “Who said YOU were going to the
ball?”
“What a laugh!” said one step-sister.
“YOU?” yelled the stepmother. “Who said YOU were

going to the ball?”
“Such a mess!” They pointed at Cinderella. All of them laughed.

Cinderella said to herself, “When they look at me, maybe they see a
mess. But I am not that way. And if I could, I WOULD go to the
ball.”
Soon the time came for the stepmother and step-sisters to leave for
the big party. Their fine carriage came to the door. The stepmother
and step-sisters hopped inside. And they were off.
“Good-bye!” called Cinderella. “Have a good time!” But her
stepmother and step-sisters did not turn around to see her.
“Ah, me!” said Cinderella sadly. The carriage rode down the
street. She said aloud, “I wish I could go to the ball, too!”
Then - Poof!
All of a sudden, in front of her was a fairy.
“I wish I could go to the ball, too!”
“You called?” said the fairy.

“Did I?” said Cinderella. “Who are you?”
“Why, your Fairy Godmother, of course! I know your wish. And I
have come to grant it.”
“But…” said Cinderella, “my wish is impossible.”
“Excuse me!” said the Fairy Godmother in a huff. “Did I not just
show up out of thin air?”
“Yes, you did,” said Cinderella.
“Then let me be the one to say what is possible or not!”
“Excuse me!” said the Fairy Godmother in a

huff. “Did I not just show up out of thin air?”
“Well, I think you know I want to go to the ball, too.” She looked
down at her dirty clothes. “But look at me.”
“You do look a bit of a mess, child,” said the Fairy Godmother.
“Even if I had something nice to wear," said the girl, "I would have
no way to get there."
“Dear me, all of that is possible,” said the Fairy. With that, she
tapped her wand on Cinderella’s head.
At once, Cinderella was all clean. She was dressed in a beautiful
blue gown. Her hair was set up high on her head inside a golden
band.
“This is wonderful!” said Cinderella.
“Dear me, all of that is possible,” said the Fairy
Godmother.
“Who said I was done?” said the Fairy Godmother. She tapped her
wand again. At once, a beautiful carriage came to be, with a driver
and four white horses.
“Am I dreaming?” said Cinderella, looking around her.
“It is as real, as real can be,” said the Fairy Godmother. “But there
is one thing you must know.”
“What is that?”
“All of this lasts only to midnight. Tonight, at the stroke of
midnight, it will all be over. Everything will go back to how it was
before.”
“Then I must be sure to leave the ball before midnight!” said
Cinderella.
“Good idea,” said the Fairy Godmother. She stepped back. “My
work is done.” And with that, the Fairy Godmother was gone.
“All of this will last only to midnight.”
Cinderella looked around her. "Did that even happen?" But there
she stood in a fine gown, and with a golden band in her hair. And
there were her driver and four horses before her, waiting.
“Coming?” called the driver.
She stepped into the carriage. And they were off.
Over at the ball, the Prince did not know what to think. “Why do
you have that sad look on your face?” the Queen said to her
son. “Look around you! You could not ask for finer maidens than
these.”
“I know, Mother,” said the Prince. Yet he knew something was
wrong. He had met many of the young women. Yet after he said
“hello,” one by one, he could find nothing more to say.
"Look!" Someone pointed to the front door. “Who is that?”
All heads turned. Who was that lovely maiden stepping down the
stairs? She held her head tall and looked as if she belonged. But no
one knew her.
"Look!" Someone pointed to the front door. “Who is

that?”
“There is something about her,” said the Prince to himself. “I will

ask her to dance.” And he walked over to Cinderella.
“Have we met?” said the Prince.
“I am pleased to meet you now,” said Cinderella with a bow.
“I feel as if I know you,” said the Prince. “But of course, that is
impossible.”
“Many things are possible,” said Cinderella, “if you wish them to be
true.”
The Prince felt a leap in his heart. He and Cinderella danced. When
the song was over, they danced again. And then they danced again,
and yet again. Soon the other maidens at the ball grew
jealous. “Why is he dancing all the time with her?” they said. “How
rude!”
“Many things are possible,” said Cinderella, “if you

wish it to be true.”
But all the Prince could see was Cinderella. They laughed and
talked, and they danced some more. In fact, they danced for so long
that Cinderella did not see the clock.
“Dong!” said the clock.
Cinderella looked up.
“Dong!” went the clock again.
She looked up again. “Oh, my!” she cried out. “It is almost
midnight!”
“Dong!” rung the clock.
“Why does that matter?” said the Prince.
“Dong!” called the clock.
“I must go!” said Cinderella.
“Dong!” went the clock.
“Oh my!” she cried out. “It’s almost midnight!”
“But we just met!” said the Prince. “Why leave now?”

“I must GO!” said Cinderella. She ran to the steps.
“I cannot hear you,” said the Prince. “The clock is too loud!”
“Goodbye!” said Cinderella. Up, up the stairs she ran.
“Dong!” went the clock.
“Please, stop for a moment!” said the Prince.
“Oh, dear!” she said as one glass slipper fell off her foot on the
stair. But Cinderella kept running up.
“Please wait a moment!” said the Prince.
“Goodbye!” Cinderella turned one last time. Then she rushed out
the door.
“Dong!” The clock was quiet. It was midnight.
“Wait!” called the Prince. He picked up her glass slipper and rushed
out the door. He looked around but could not see her blue dress
anywhere. “This is all I have left from her,” he said, looking down at
the glass slipper. He saw that it was made in a special way, to fit a
foot like none other. “Somewhere there is the other glass slipper,”
he said. “And when I find it, I will find her, too. Then I will ask her
to be my bride!”
“This is all I have left from her,” he said, looking

down at the glass slipper.
From hut to hut, from house to house, went the Prince. One young
woman after another tried to fit her foot inside the glass
slipper. But none could fit. And so the Prince moved on.
At last the Prince came to Cinderella’s house.
“He is coming!” called one step-sister as she looked out the window.
“At the door!” screamed the other step-sister.
“Quick!” yelled the stepmother. “Get ready! One of you must be the
one to fit your foot in that slipper. No matter what!”
The Prince knocked. The stepmother flew open the door. “Come
in!” she said. “I have two lovely daughters for you to see.”
The first step-sister tried to place her foot in the glass slipper. She
tried hard, but it just would not fit. Then the second step-sister tried
to fit her foot inside. She tried and tried with all her might, too. But
no dice.
“Come in!” she said. “I have two lovely daughters for

you to see.”
“Are there no other young women in the house?” said the Prince.
“None,” said the stepmother.
“Then I must go,” said the Prince.
“Maybe there is one more,” said Cinderella, stepping into the room.
“I thought you said there were no other young women here,” said
the Prince.
“None who matter!” said the stepmother in a hiss.
“Come here,” said the Prince.
“Maybe there is one more," said Cinderella, stepping

into the room.
Cinderella stepped up to him. The Prince got down on one knee and
tried the glass slipper on her foot. It fit perfectly! Then, from her
pocket Cinderella took out something. It was the other glass slipper!
“I knew it!” he cried. “You are the one!”
“WHAT?” shouted a step-sister.
“Not HER!” screamed the other step-sister.
“This cannot BE!” yelled the stepmother.
But it was too late. The prince knew that Cinderella was the
one. He looked into her eyes. He did not see the cinders in her hair
or the ashes on her face.
“I have found you!” he said.
“And I have found you,” said Cinderella.
And so Cinderella and the Prince were married, and they lived
happily ever after.

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Cinderella Fairytale Story ~ Bedtime Stories for Kids in

English 4.76/5 (21)

A Story From: France

Drawn by Ava, age 13. Thank You!

One day, big news came to town.

“YOU?” yelled the stepmother. “Who said YOU were

“Such a mess!” They pointed at Cinderella. All of them laughed.

“I wish I could go to the ball, too!”

“You called?” said the fairy.

“Excuse me!” said the Fairy Godmother in a

“All of this will last only to midnight.”

"Look!" Someone pointed to the front door. “Who is

“There is something about her,” said the Prince to himself. “I will

“Many things are possible,” said Cinderella, “if you

“Oh my!” she cried out. “It’s almost midnight!”

“But we just met!” said the Prince. “Why leave now?”

“Dong!” rung the clock.

“This is all I have left from her,” he said, looking

“Come in!” she said. “I have two lovely daughters for

“Maybe there is one more," said Cinderella, stepping

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