Entering the grand palace, a mix of excitement and nervousness washes over me. The sheer size and splendor of the palace with its sparkling chandeliers and elegantly dressed guests nearly takes my breath away. Unsure of the customs and etiquette of the high society, I try my best to mimic their gestures and poise. In the midst of the festivities, I can't help but feel a little out of place, yet grateful for my fairy godmother's help in giving me this magical opportunity.
Imagine you are Cinderella attending the royal ball for the very first time. What are your thoughts and feelings as you enter the grand palace?