There once was a girl who wore a red, velvet hood given to her by her grandmother. Not exactly red was the hood, more on carmine, like blood itself. The hood was given to her by her grandmother of an incident which they both experienced and enjoyed.
One day, while the girl was on her way to deliver some freshly baked cookies with her grandmother, a wolf approached her. The wolf wanted to eat her there and then but wondered on who she was giving the cookies to, so he asked her nicely.
"Oh young miss, may I ask who those cookies are for?"
The girl responded innocently," they are for my grandmother who is oh so very ill."
An ill old lady would be easy prey, thus, the wolf decided to tag along with the little girl, promising to keep her safe from other threats of the forest.
After a long walk, they finally reached the grandmother's house, where the girl made four loud knocks on the door.
Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Who is it?" a very weary voice asked from behind the door. The wolf was getting excited and was already drooling, waiting patiently behind the girl to pounce on the old lady once she opens the door.737Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKSAe35EiTd
"It's me! Your favourite granddaughter, and I brought dinner," she answered in a sinister manner. The opened too quickly for the wolf to react, the old lady threw a knife at the stunned wolf, causing it to howl in pain. The little girl quickly reacted by taking her own knife from behind her skirt and pinned the wolf to the ground by its paw.
"Lets enjoy dinner grandma!" she smiled innocently before looking at the wolf with malice in her eyes.
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