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another fairy tale

Fairy tales make me sick

Once upon a time, in a land far away, a young girl ran away with a wolf. She ended up killing him and walked home splattered in blood.

In addition, her grandmother lived happily ever after.

The End.

Or.

Once upon a time, there was a girl with shiny red hair . A wolf kidnapped her, while she was in the forest,  but luckily a woodsman saved her and she married him.

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

Or.

Once upon a time there was a girl with golden locks and a bright red cloak that was tricked by a wolf. The wolf later killed her grandmother and tried to eat her, too. But the girl got an ax and killed it, saving her grandmother.

And they all lived happily ever after.

Or.

Once upon a time, there was a tomboy who made the mistake of falling in love. With a boy. However, he wasn’t a boy, he was a wolf. And he broke her heart and then ate her.

The End

Or.

Once upon a time there was a girl named little red riding hood. Her parents sent her off to visit her sick grandmother and told her not to venture off the path. A wolf found her nad tricked her off and the path and learned where her granny lived. He then raced off to granny’s house, tricked her and then ate her. He then began to put on her clothes and jumped not bed. When Red riding hood came , she thought something was off with granny but didn’t know until the wolf ate her. But luckily a woodsman came by and cut the wolf open. He saved Little red and the granny.

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

See what I mean?

Once upon time a very outspoken girl was walking in town one day. Wearing a black cloak, she went to the baker’s for bread, and went into the market place for milk and cheese. After refusing the advances of the local woodsman she went back home to find that her whole family had been killed off. Naturally she screamed until she was then attacked by a wolf. It left a huge scar on face before it ran off.

Evidently, her brother didn’t like the thought of killing his last family member.

Punk.

She didn’t bother following him. She knew where he was going. Knew whom was going to be there. Knew how it would end.

It had all happen before.

Reality was stranger than fiction.

Especially when you were living in a fairy tale.

Instead of waiting for them to return, she left for the woods on the other side of town. She walked, blood soaked and light reflecting off her red hair.

She walked and one day she fell into a Hole.

Reality is better than Fiction.

And if you’re not sure, ask Red.

                                                                                                                               

The End

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