You Are My Sad Warmth

I have never liked Cinderella, because there has never been Cinderella in my world... When I become Cinderella, will I cry or beg God? I will just pull down the curtains, make the most beautiful clothes, hold my head high, and be as proud as a queen... My glass slipper will never be thrown away because I am being chased by a prince. It will always be firmly attached to my feet and follow my dance steps to show off my selflessness. I don't want to be Cinderella. Sit in the dark and cold cellar and tell me stories Waiting for someone to come and set me free I don't want to be Snow White Waiting for the handsome prince to arrive Come and rescue me on a white horse Unless we ride side by side I don't want to rely on others I'd rather save myself! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.