Ella Monologue

The air of the night was cool but heavy against the girl's skin. Sweat beaded off of her forehead, but she quickly wiped it off with a rag. The only light came from the moon that peaked through the leaves of the dense canopy above. There was a distinct smell of wood and leaves that filled the air. The night was silent except for the shuffling of a girl that walked down the path clutching a small but bulging bag. All around her was bright as the light reflected off the golden silk that lined her dress. Her feet ached from walking, but she would not stop. She could not stop. The quiet night was interrupted by the soft hoot of an owl. The girl jumped at the sound, frantically looking around her. She clutched her bag even tighter to her body as
A plan began to formulate in his mind. He called for his planner and began to plan a ball.
A Few Months Ago
The day that Ella's mother, Lucinda, died was the worst day of her life. All Ella could think about were the last words that her mother said to her.
"Be kind and good to others, and courageous when no one else can be. Always be yourself and never forget to be the girl I taught you to be."
Now she has the dove to be her only company. When Ella was young, she saw her mother tending their garden. One day, as she walked outside, she saw a white dot in the middle of the green grass. As she walked closer she could hear the frantic tweets of the dove. She gently placed her hand under the bird and carried back into the
One day Ella saw that the bird was gone from its bed. She looked all around for the bird. But as she stepped outside, she saw a flash of white and then a small dove perched on a branch of a tree. The dove tweeted at Ella when she walked over.
The bird always stayed near the garden and always came when Ella called for some company. She felt at peace in the garden. As the seasons changed, her father remarried. As soon as they walked into the house with their heads held high, Ella could sense that her life about to change.
Ella simply followed her sisters' orders, as she wanted to be devout and good, as her mother had whispered in her final breath.
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One day as Ella was preparing dinner, the stepsisters marched into the kitchen. Before Ella could say a word, Anastasia and Drizella threw the peas into the fireplace.
"This is ridiculous. I just picked these peas out of the fireplace. Why did they throw them in again?"
"Pick them out again," Lady Tremaine simply said in a cold tone. "Why are you questioning me?"
Tears welled up in Ella’s eyes. They threatened to spill out. "You have no right to treat me this way," Ella stated, but her voice wavered.
"What is going on here?" Ella father's finally noticed