Little Red Riding Hood

 

Little Red Riding Hood

Little Red Riding Hood

Once upon a time, in a quiet village near the woods, there lived a sweet little girl. She always wore a red 

cloak with a hood, so everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood.

One sunny morning, her mother packed a basket with bread, butter, and berries.

“Take this to your grandmother,” her mother said. “She’s not feeling well. Stay on the path, and don’t talk to strangers.”

One sunny morning, her mother packed a basket with bread, butter, and berries.

“Take this to your grandmother,” her mother said. “She’s not feeling well. Stay on the path, and don’t talk to strangers.”

“Okay, Mama!” said Little Red Riding Hood, and off she went into the forest.

As she walked through the woods, she saw flowers and butterflies. Then, a big grey wolf stepped out from behind a tree.

“Hello, little girl,” said the wolf. “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to visit my grandmother,” she said. “She lives in the cottage at the end of the forest.”

The wolf smiled, showing his sharp teeth. “How lovely,” he said, then disappeared into the trees.

Little Red Riding Hood didn’t know the wolf had a plan. He ran ahead, faster than her, straight to Grandma’s cottage.

the wolf arrived, he knocked on the door

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The woodcutter opened the wardrobe and freed Grandma. Little Red Riding Hood hugged her tightly.

“I’ll never talk to strangers again,” she promised.

And they all sat down to enjoy the treats in the basket, safe and happy once more.

The End