A modern fairytale

June 8, 2012 at 9:44 pm (Random thoughts) (, , , , )

(This short story is a parody and should be taken as such. No mean intention 🙂 I hope you’ll enjoy reading it.)

Snow White vs. Cinderella

            Once upon a time there was a pretty blonde, blue-eyed teenager who lived with her parents in a nice town. Truth be told, intelligence was not quite her main virtue, but her beauty brought her so much popularity that she didn’t even think of the concept of intelligence. Actually she didn’t think at all, except for the times when she had to put together her clothes and accessories to form an outfit. We shall call her Snow White.

‘Should I wear a pink skirt for this party? Will my friends figure out that I bought it from sales? Does this pink little bag go well with my shiny leggings? Does this sparkling pink lip gloss suit me well, considering my fifty-quid tan session?’

So many questions…In fact her head was so filled with such dilemmas that she could scarcely managed to come up with creativity. Therefore, however special she was considering herself, she always ended up having almost the same aspect as the other girls with whom she was competing. For there was a real competition and there was a lot of popularity at stake.

One might be inclined to believe that she was the kind of person who did not accept a second opinion, but let me tell you, my dear reader, that you are absolutely wrong about that. Snow White had a blind faith in her mirror’s opinion, mainly because she inherited this habit of talking to the mirror (as well as the mirror itself), from her mother. There was actually a solid reason for this obsessive habit of asking questions to the mirror. A long time ago, Snow White’s mother used to guide her style according to the advice that her mirror had given her, but soon after she got married, step by step, she forgot to ask the mirror about her look, thus neglecting herself to the point that today one could see on her face the ultimate sign of fading: not even the thickest layer of foundation could hide the deep wrinkles on her face. Snow White could not afford such a failure. Therefore, shallow as she may seem, she was actually addicted to the opinion of her mirror.

So there she was, in her room, in the middle of another ‘outfit make up’ session:

‘Magic mirror on the wall, who’s the pinkest one of all?’

‘Hello sweetheart. Sorry to let you down, but you’re not even close. Your friend, Cinderella, is more impressive than you. Her father bought her a pair of pink shoes that brings her a new shade of elegance.’

‘But my father bought me a one of a kind expensive pink dress with the occasion of My Sweet 16. It’s not fair! I was supposed to be the most popular girl in this town. What can I do? My reputation is at stake. Wait a minute… I’ve got an idea!’

‘I hope you don’t intend to steal one of her shoes…It’s wrong, my darling! It’s absolutely wrong!’

Despite the wise advice of her mirror, Snow White went on with her plan of stealing Cinderella’s shoes. She was so obsessed with the idea of being the most popular girl in her town that she completely forgot about her principles and moral. Her ultimate purpose was to become the shiniest girl in town and to attract the envy of other girls, and she did not care about all the efforts and sacrifices that she had to do in order to fulfil this dream.

Snow White eventually managed to get Cinderella’s shoes, for she was a true master of scams and stratagems. Satisfied with her brand new acquisition, Snow White made her way to her room, anxious to hear her mirror’s answer. She felt like a queen, ready to be crowned. She felt like all her efforts were not in vain, like a novelist who sees his book on the shelf of a library after a lifetime of hard work. Putting on Cinderella’s shoes, Snow White asked again her mirror:

‘Magic mirror on the wall, who’s the pinkest one of all?’

‘It’s you.’ answered the mirror with a cold voice and a complete lack of eagerness.

‘Is that it?’ asked Snow White, very puzzled about her mirror’s reaction.

‘Yes, sweetheart. You finally got what you wanted. You’re more popular than your rival, Cinderella. You finally obtained the status to which you aspired: you’re the most popular girl in this land’

‘Fine. I really deserve this title, am I not? Tell me, little mirror, is Cinderella envious of me?’ asked Snow White.

‘Not at all.’

‘How come?’

‘Well, she never really wanted to be the most popular girl of all. Now she’s happy with her boyfriend, with whom she’s in a steady relationship. She’s also got plenty of friends. She’s not at all envious of you.’

These words brought Snow White to tears. In the end she realised that she’d been so enthralled by futile things that she actually forgot about the things that really matter, one of them being friendship. She figured out that no one wanted to be her friend any longer. And what was even worse: she might be the most popular girl in her land, but all this is worthless, because she doesn’t have a prince to live with forever and ever after.


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