Watch Out For the Wolves

Watch out for the wolves, they told Little Red. If you don’t you will come back in a box, probably dead. She did not know what a wolf was, but this house was weird. It was the kind that some kids might have probably feared. She did not knock on the door, preferred sneaking up the stairs so tall. Set fire to the bedrooms and painted star pictures on the bedroom wall. They found her in the morning enjoying the wreck and rubble. As we can see, they said, you have caused your usual trouble. The wolf was howling for help from inside the shed out back. They released him and he ran off after she gave his head a whack. Why are you so tough? Her parents asked Little Red. My grandma taught me to be, so I will be the last one dead.