She left and Cinder walked over to the dining room. He had never eaten something in the dining room, only his stepsisters and step mum had. If he had received any food that day, he was to eat quickly in the kitchen after he had served his step mum and sisters. Cinder was treated like a slave to his step mum, never a proper meal was given to him. He cleaned the house till it was spotless, although his stepsisters always said he didn’t. Cinders dad had passed away a few years ago. Leaving Cinder with the woman he had married after his mum. When my father was alive, I was never treated this badly. Thought Cinder sadly to himself. Cinder was an 18-year-old boy who had never gone to school. He had no idea how to write, although his father had taught him to read some things. Cinder, using the cleaning supplies cleaned the dinining room till it was also spotless. He was wringing out a slightly damp mop as his step mum walked into the room.
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