Stinkerella: The Ugly and Stupid Girl

By: Emily M. Borthwick

Once, in modern day New York, there was an ugly and stupid girl named Stinkerella. Stinkerella had a very difficult life; she was born in the tri-state area dump. She only had her father, Samuel J. Stinklet, a stupid man who loved her dearly. One day her father, caught a very, VERY rare disease called Deadlyus Garbageus, and died within an hour. Luckily for Stinkerella, five minutes earlier, Samuel had married a beautiful lady named Mrs. LaRue. Mrs. LaRue had two pretty daughters named Lou and Sue who were Stinkerellas age. According to Stinkerella, Mrs. LaRue dragged her out of the dump, brought her to a giant penthouse, locked her in a kitchen cabinet, and fed her nothing other than bread and water. She was forced to do chores such as scrubbing the roof until it shined, polishing every single door handle in the house, and trapping mice by going in after them. She never complained for her stupid fathers sake since she trusted his decisions, and this was for the best. One day, when Stinkerella went walking down the stairs on her daily route to get the mail, she came across an upbeat and colourful invitation, to an informal party for the mayors sons 19th birthday. Every girl in the area aged 18 to 20 was required to attend. The mayor planned for the son, Douglas, to pick his wife at the party. My gracious! A party! Lou, take this credit card and take Sue and Stinkerella shopping for dresses. We cant have you going to a party looking like that! Mrs. LaRue said. Lou nodded happily and Sue shrieked with excitement. Stinkerella hung her head miserably. I dont want to go, Step Mother. I cant talk well with other people. Stinkerella grimaced. Mrs. LaRue shook her head giddily. Dont be silly, Jane. Youre talking with me now arent you? Come now, go shopping with Lou and Sue. I dont like that name Step Mother. She said quietly. Stinkerella put on her coat and resolved to buy the most ugly dress at the store.

i Stinkerella smiled as she looked at herself in the mirror. She had found the perfect dress. It was a Dalmatian spotted dress with a train and an ugly puke green sash. Lou and Sue had tried to persuade her to buy a prettier, pinker dress, but Stinkerella threatened to throw a fit if she couldnt get the dress she wanted. Mrs. LaRue gaped at the ugly dress when she saw it, but said nothing more. Girls! Mrs. LaRue shrieked. Our limo is here! Stinkerella ran down the stairs and out the door. My goodness Jane, slow down! Mrs. LaRue said impatiently. It was much too late for Stinkerella to be warned. She tripped over the curb and landed in a mixture of oil and mud. The limo driver put a towel on the seat and everything proceeded normally. When they reached the Recreation Hall and stepped inside, they were greeted by the exuberant mayor. Stinkerella shook his hand politely, though she felt like someone had stabbed her. She hated loud, obnoxious parties, with loud, obnoxious crowds, and loud, obnoxious music. She made her way to the front, as Mrs. LaRue had instructed to bid a happy birthday to Douglas, the mayors son. Stinkerella grinned, and wished she would be thrown out. Happy birthday, Mr. Douglas, Lou and Sue said simultaneously. Stinkerella stood up and curtsied clumsily. Happy b-birthday, Stinkerella said stupidly. She was doing her Father proud. Douglas eyes widened at the sight of her. Err Douglas stammered. Would you like to take a walk? Stinkerella considered refusing his gentle offer, but Mrs. LaRue pushed her in the direction of Douglas. She nodded and sulkily headed off after him. Once they were outside, sitting on a park bench in the light of a lamppost, Douglas took her hands into his. Darling, He said, sounding out of breath. We cant stay here long. I love you. I hate all those prissy girls in that Recreation Center. I took one look at you and knew you are from a garbage dump. I Can you keep a secret? Stinkerella nodded, feeling a little scared.

II was adopted. He said quickly. I was born in the Tri-State Area Dump. My mother died from a rare disease called Deadlyus Garbageus. Then the mayor adopted me. Stinkerellas face loosened and a smile crept across her face. My father died from that disease and Mrs. LaRue took me in. I came to this party against my will. Douglas stood up and brushed himself off. He held his arm out to Stinkerella. She stood up. Can we escape to the dump, Douglas? Stinkerella asked. He nodded with a sneaky grin on his face. And dont call me that anymore. My real name is Stinkerello. And they began to walk in the direction of the dump. Epilogue Stinkerello and Stinkerella got to the dump rather quickly, especially considering Stinkerella was wearing a ball gown. They were married by an old crow who was rather cranky probably because he was awoken by two young kids wanting to be married. They each lived full lives, and eventually had twin girls whom they named Grossy and Grossunga. Miraculously enough, neither died from Deadlyus Garbageus, and neither did their offspring. Mrs. LaRue was horrified when she found out Jane had ran away with Douglas. Lou married a plumber and Sue never married, but she did open a bakery called The Pantry. Mrs. LaRue and the Mayor became wonderful friends and you could safely say that everyone lived happily ever after.