Cinderella |Michael Myers Fan Fiction| [Under Editing]

Abigail Lawrence, the only Daughter of the richest man of Haddonfield Illinois as she turned 10, her mother died due to sickness. Abigail changed and her father knows why.

Her father found a woman with two daughters, she didn't know their evil side until someone murdered her father. Making her lose half of her humanity. Her stepmother and sister forced her to be the housemaid and she wondered why her life would turn out to be like the story her mother used to read before she went to sleep.

One Day she met the young Michael Myers... What would happen if he's the prince charming who'll save her from evil stepmother and sisters? Can he really save her?


1. Chapter 1: The Story Of Cinderella.

 Third Peron's Point Of View 

"Mommah! Papah!" A young girl with crimson hair tug into her father and mother's clothing, the adults looked down into their daughter, the women bent down.

"What is it?" she asks sweetly "Eh! Can you and Papah read me a story tonight?" the young girl looked into her mother's sparkling purple eyes that are full of adoration.

"I'm not sure-..." The man started but the young girl started to pout.

"Nu! I want you too to read meh a story!!" She whined before crossing her tiny arms over chest, huffing and looking away, the young girl knew her actions always works, the man chuckled softly as he ruffled her hair.

"Fine... Come on sweety" Her mother said as she lifts the young girl and carries her into the room, the girl smiled widely, showing her toothy grin. 

The young girl looked into her parents with excitement when her mother grabbed a random old book called Cinderella. "my mother used to read this to me before." The women chuckled as she remembered some memories when she was still a young girl. The women carefully open the old book as she starts flipping through pages "Once upon a time." she started.


  "There was a beautiful girl named Cinderella. She lived with her wicked stepmother and two stepsisters. They treated Cinderella very badly. One day, they were invited for a grand ball in the king’s palace. But Cinderella’s stepmother would not let her go. Cinderella was made to sew new party gowns for her stepmother and stepsisters and curl their hair. They then went to the ball, leaving Cinderella alone at home.

Cinderella felt very sad and began to cry. Suddenly, a fairy godmother appeared and said, “Don’t cry Cinderella! I will send you to the ball!” But Cinderella was sad. She said, “I don’t have a gown to wear for the ball!” The fairy godmother waved her magic wand and changed Cinderella’s old clothes into a beautiful new gown! The fairy godmother then touched Cinderella’s feet with the magic wand. And lo! She had beautiful glass slippers! “How will I go to the grand ball?” asked Cinderella. The fairy godmother found six mice playing near a pumpkin, in the kitchen. She touched them with her magic wand and the mice became four shiny black horses and two coachmen and the pumpkin turned into a golden coach. Cinderella was overjoyed and set off for the ball in the coach drawn by the six black horses. Before leaving. the fairy godmother said, “Cinderella, this magic will only last until midnight! You must reach home by then!”

When Cinderella entered the palace, everybody was struck by her beauty. Nobody, not even Cinderella’s stepmother or stepsisters, knew who she really was in her pretty clothes and shoes. The handsome prince also saw her and fell in love with Cinderella. He went to her and asked, “Do you want to dance?” And Cinderella said, “Yes!” The prince danced with her all night and nobody recognized the beautiful dancer. Cinderella was so happy dancing with the prince that she almost forgot what the fairy godmother had said. At the last moment, Cinderella remembered her fairy godmother’s words and she rushed to go home. “Oh! I must go!” she cried and ran out of the palace. One of her glass slippers came off but Cinderella did not turn back for it. She reached home just as the clock struck twelve. Her coach turned back into a pumpkin, the horses into mice and her fine ball gown into rags. Her stepmother and stepsisters reached home shortly after that. They were talking about the beautiful lady who had been dancing with the prince.

The prince had fallen in love with Cinderella and wanted to find out who the beautiful girl was, but he did not even know her name. He found the glass slipper that had come off Cinderella’s foot as she ran home. The prince said, “I will find her. The lady whose foot fits this slipper will be the one I marry!” The next day, the prince and his servants took the glass slipper and went to all the houses in the kingdom. They wanted to find the lady whose feet would fit into the slipper. All the women in the kingdom tried the slipper but it would not fit any of them. Cinderella’s stepsisters also tried on the little glass slipper. They tried to squeeze their feet and push hard into the slipper, but the servant was afraid the slipper would break. Cinderella’s stepmother would not let her try the slipper on, but the prince saw her and said, “Let her also try on the slipper!” The slipper fit her perfectly. The prince recognized her from the ball. He married Cinderella and together they lived happily ever after.


The young girl stared at her parents in amazement. "Mommah, Papah? Do you think that someday, My prince charming is coming to save me?" she asks.

The two adults looked at each other before chuckling, "Of course." her father smiled making the girl eyes sparkle "Yay~!"  The young girl giggled before letting out a soft yawn.

"Oh, it seems like our angel is sleepy" her mother cooed, making the girl's eyes shot open "No, I'm no-.." she yawned again. "Sorry, sweety but it's time for bedtime" her father said, the young girl tried to protest but she yawned again.

"Okie. Goodnight Mommah, Goodnight Papah" She buried herself under her soft red blanket.

"I wish I was Cinderella...Hehehe" she mumbled as she stared into her parents with sleepy eyes: The two adults smiled.

"Goodnight Princess, We love you too." The two adults bent down to kiss their daughter forehead, making the girl hum in response; They watched their daughter drifted to dreamland as they slowly stood up from their comfortable chair, walking up to the door; The women looked back at her sleeping daughter before she turned the lights off and closed the door. As the young girl dreams about prince and princesses. 


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