Cinderella's Slipper
What happens when it doesn't fit?
“It’s a slipper social. Come eat, drink, and hang out.” Emily replayed the post in her head as she lowered down to put on a new pair of slippers while wiping the blood from her forehead.
“FASTER!” the voice behind her bellowed, as men in masks began corralling all the girls whose feet did not fit in the new pair they were putting on.
Thankfully, this pair fit Emily and she was forced to watch as they took the unlucky group to the back of the room to slaughter.
Cinderella was going to be the only girl who lived.
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Erin Cuellar
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