The Day I Became Cinderella

By Amy

Today was the day, not any regular kind of day, a very special day. Today was the Cinderella Pageant, a day of big fancy puffy dresses, shiny sparkling shoes, loads of makeup, and your best smiles. Today was day of the best of the best pageant girls. . I was one of them. All the girls were getting ready. It was almost time. It was almost as if I was a future fortuneteller. I could tell it was going to be a hard competition, the hardest yet. All of the contestants had to write a speech about themselves and wear big gown like dresses to present them in. I could tell by looking at the other girls that winning this competition wasn't going to be easy. For example take this girl named Gloria. She was perfect in every way, hair, makeup, shoes, dress, smile, everything. You name it she was perfect in it. It made me feel like a little old withered mouse, which should run back into it's peephole and never should have come out. I knew that in the end it would be me against her, if I make it to the end. Oh my gosh!! Aaaah! This is all so exciting, but I'm so nervous. What if I mess up? What if I trip, fall, and my dress tears? What if I loose my speech or forget what to say? What if my lipstick smears? These were all questions I was asking myself as I finished getting ready.

I had finally finished getting ready. I was wearing a small red dress, with white lace frills, and white sequins. My hair was in curls hanging down at the side of my face. My face was lightly covered in make-up, red blush on my cheeks, red lipstick on my lips, and sparkle white eye shadow on my eyes. On my feet I wore white dress shoes with little ribbon bows and a gold buckle.

The time had come, I walked to my spot in line and patiently began waiting. Soon it would be my turn to be on stage, my proud moment, I could hardly wait. It was so hard to stand there patiently. Butterflies were rocketing off every side of my stomach. Look at all those people, I told my self nervously. I mean come on how would you feel with your parents and a whole bunch of other people you don't know just staring at you?

The microphone was handed to me. It was time my turn. My heart was pounding as hard as it possibly could.

I walked on stage, I was so scared I could have run of that humongous, big, black, sparkling stage, but the truth is I didn't. Seeing my mom smiling at me I changed my mind. Gathering up my courage I began my speech, "Hello! My name is Amarissa, I am 6 years old. My favorite color is purple. When I grow up I want to be a teacher. I don't have a favorite animal, but I have 2 dogs. I also have one sister named Megan."

Yeah! I finished and I didn't even mess up once I thought. Bull's eye that will show Gloria. I am just as good as she is. Quietly standing off to the side I stood waiting for the last girl to finish her speech.

The last round of applause had finished and the judges gave the lady in the blue dress a white envelope with a gold sticker on it. She paused, opened the letter and announced, " For first place the winner of this years Cinderella Pageant is, Miss Amarissa!"

She handed me a tall silver trophy with a silver crown on top and a big burgundy ribbon.

I had won, I had actually won! Can you believe it, and I thought that Gloria was going to win. Boy was I ever wrong. I just wanted to leap up and down, run around in circles, scream, cheer, and dance all at the same time. I, Amarissa had actually won the Cinderella Pageant.

The pageant was over, I ran off stage to my mother. " Look at what I won mom!" I announced joyfully as I showed her the tall silver shining trophy.

"I am so proud of you!" My mom told me. She gave me a big bear hug. That was the day I became Cinderella. Oh, and one last thing before I end this story. There is a lesson to be learned. You can do anything you want to do all you have to do is put your mind to it.