Death Row Transcripts: Mrs. Charming 

First of all, I'm innocent. For years I suffered abuse at the hands of one evil stepmother and her two jealous, shady daughters. Clean this! Wash that! Don't forget to mend my dress, Cinderella! The teases and taunts were endless. I lost all sense of time and reality in that basement.

Years passed without proper nutrition or emotional growth. I hadn't had a bath in forever and I was beginning to hallucinate. Soon, the animated animals were talking to me and helping me make all my decisions.

One stormy evening the birds and squirrels came up with a brilliant plan that would change my life forever. Bird flew a sleeping pill up to stepmother's window while mouse waited just inside the window, without stirring. Once the pill was dissolved in her nightcap, my plan was set in motion.

I stole her dress, jewelry and shoes and all sorts of magic began to happen. These were all signs that this was MY time and the abuse would soon end. The doctors don't believe me but you must! I had only a brief amount of time to complete my plan.

The ball was wonderful except for leaving one of stepmother's slippers. The prince searched the kingdom to find me and we were married immediately.

For an entire year I wondered why he wasn't interested in sex or even kissing. That was until I walked in and found him in bed with one of my footmen. My screams of horror forced him to leap out of bed. Now he was standing in nothing but my glass slippers.

He hadn't searched the kingdom far and wide for ME. Nooooo, he wanted nothing more than to find that other glass slipper. Oh, he's a charming character all right, quite the dandy - complete with a shoe fetish.

So there he stood. What once was a story-book image of prince on high horse was now prince on high heels. He became more enraged and embarrassed by the minute. He pulled the silk sheets around his royal waist and threatened to expose my talking animated friends to the authorities.

Well, that wasn't going to happen. I went sobbing to my fairy godmother and she called in the fairy GODFATHER. That's when the real magic began. See, I told you I was innocent. The Godfather shot my husband.

He put four bullets deep in that fairy tail.

You would have done the same.