If I were a book character, I would be Little Red Riding Hood, skipping into the woods to meet my sick grandma. Before the journey, my mom said, “While on your way, don’t talk to strangers!”
When I met the wolf, I forgot about my mom’s warning and told him where my grandma’s house is. We go down the hill and notice a bunch of pretty flowers. “Why don’t you pluck some flowers to give to your grandma?” the wolf said.
I thought that would be a good idea, so I swooped down to pluck some while the wolf waited. When I had plucked about twenty of the flowers, I noticed the wolf was gone.
Deciding not to worry about it, I continued my journey to Grandma’s house. When I got there, a meek voice from the bedroom said, “Little Red Riding Hood, come in.”
I stepped into the bedroom, and when I saw her, I thought, “she’s not feeling so well!” I examined her, and then I frowned. “Grandma, your ears are big!”
“My ears are big to hear you, sweetie!”
I added, “Your eyes are big!”
“Big enough to see you!” my grandma replied.
“And your teeth are so sharp!” I continued.
“Sharp enough to EAT YOU!”
That’s when I realized it wasn’t my grandma; it was the WOLF disguised as my grandma. I screamed for help as the wolf was chasing me out of the bedroom! Luckily, a woodcutter was nearby, and when he heard me, his sweaty face turned to a frown. “Hmm, something is not quite right…”
He left his axe besides the tree he was cutting. Then, he got out a knife as sharp as the wolf’s teeth. As I ran to the entrance of the cottage, the woodcutter stood in front of us, holding the knife. The wolf immediately ran away while I stood sweaty faced.
That’s when I heard faint cries for help. I ran over to the bathroom shocked to see my real grandma in there, holding her cane as she stood by the sink.
“How’re you feeling, grandma?” I asked.
“Good, I feel better already!” my grandma replied.
I was glad grandma was okay, but my book character experience taught me an important lesson: even if a stranger looks friendly, they can still have some bad intentions. So, never trust a stranger!
When I met the wolf, I forgot about my mom’s warning and told him where my grandma’s house is. We go down the hill and notice a bunch of pretty flowers. “Why don’t you pluck some flowers to give to your grandma?” the wolf said.
I thought that would be a good idea, so I swooped down to pluck some while the wolf waited. When I had plucked about twenty of the flowers, I noticed the wolf was gone.
Deciding not to worry about it, I continued my journey to Grandma’s house. When I got there, a meek voice from the bedroom said, “Little Red Riding Hood, come in.”
I stepped into the bedroom, and when I saw her, I thought, “she’s not feeling so well!” I examined her, and then I frowned. “Grandma, your ears are big!”
“My ears are big to hear you, sweetie!”
I added, “Your eyes are big!”
“Big enough to see you!” my grandma replied.
“And your teeth are so sharp!” I continued.
“Sharp enough to EAT YOU!”
That’s when I realized it wasn’t my grandma; it was the WOLF disguised as my grandma. I screamed for help as the wolf was chasing me out of the bedroom! Luckily, a woodcutter was nearby, and when he heard me, his sweaty face turned to a frown. “Hmm, something is not quite right…”
He left his axe besides the tree he was cutting. Then, he got out a knife as sharp as the wolf’s teeth. As I ran to the entrance of the cottage, the woodcutter stood in front of us, holding the knife. The wolf immediately ran away while I stood sweaty faced.
That’s when I heard faint cries for help. I ran over to the bathroom shocked to see my real grandma in there, holding her cane as she stood by the sink.
“How’re you feeling, grandma?” I asked.
“Good, I feel better already!” my grandma replied.
I was glad grandma was okay, but my book character experience taught me an important lesson: even if a stranger looks friendly, they can still have some bad intentions. So, never trust a stranger!
