From the time I was a little girl, I had a stigma in my head that stepsisters were evil. They would make you clean the house, do their laundry and leave you at home while they attended the prince’s ball. I loved Cinderella and I wanted to be just like Cinderella. The beautiful ball gown, the glass slippers and the fairy godmother. Although, there was one thing that Cinderella had that I did not envy: her evil stepsisters.
As I grew out of my young fantasy of becoming a pretty princess in a giant blue ball gown, I realized that I would never be Cinderella. I would never have a pumpkin carriage or singing mice, and most importantly, I knew that I would never have evil stepsisters. I was wrong.
When my mother got remarried and I found out that two new stepsisters would be introduced to my life, I was terrified. My dream of being Cinderella took a turn for the worse. I would not be attending the prince’s ball; instead, I would be the younger sister of two new, possibly evil, stepsisters. Of course, I knew that my new stepsisters would not be out to get me; however, I do admit that I was a little terrified to find out what was in store for the newest chapter in my life. I was afraid of the change coming to my life and the new people that would be introduced. I had no idea what to expect the first time I met my stepsisters, but when I did meet them, I was pleasantly surprised.
At first, I did not know much about my new siblings other than the fact that they would be my new siblings. A new stepbrother and two new stepsisters, that is all I knew them as. I met them and I liked them and I accepted that these strangers would now be a part of my life. At the time, I did not know that my new siblings would become some of my closest friends.
As my Cinderella dream became a reality and I began to get to know my stepsisters, I realized what having a stepsister really meant. The term stepsister is just a way to describe what someone is to you. It describes the relationship that is had, but it does not show how you feel. I began to understand that having these two new stepsisters just meant that I had two new sisters. Yes, they are not my biological sisters; however they were my sisters, nonetheless. I have grown closer to my stepsisters than I ever thought possible. Not only have I grown to accept the changes that I was once afraid of, but I have also grown to accept that I have two new sisters who are in fact, definitely not evil.
I have not grown up to be a princess, nor have I grown up to be a slave of two evil stepsisters. I have, however, gained new best friends from my Cinderella experience. We do sisterly things. We share our clothes, we go out with each other, and we bond, just like sisters. That is what we are: sisters. So, if you are going to be or have become a new stepsister, do not forget this very important reality: you may be stepsisters, but you will always, in fact, be sisters.
