The real red riding hood story
By dsubes3, Updated
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There I was, simply minding my own business in the damp woods. I had not eaten breakfast that morning, wandering for food...possibly some deer or maybe even plants. Suddenly, I stumble across a quiet house, both windows open. A pleasing aroma sifted through the thick air, the smell of goodies and treats. I couldn't let this opportunity pass me by, so I knocked on the door and went inside.
I tried to talk it out with the nice folks inside, but they were just too frightened to converse with me. The little girl stood from a distance while I spoke with the elderly woman. After a minute of no progression, the tiny girl with the basket swung it at me and screamed. It knocked me down and I growled in pain. Then, the door broke open, and out came a scary man with an axe. He bypassed the two and sliced my stomach, as if it weren't enough.
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