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Red Riding Hood

NARRATOR :

Once upon a time there was a boy named John but everyone called him little red. You see little red was kind and caring, small and fragile, loved by all who knew him. He was called little red because he always wore this red cloak that was the color of fresh blood. His grandma that he loves very much made it for him and he never went anywhere without it. Well one day his beloved granny got very sick and he was determined to get her better.

Red:

"Know red don't go talking to strangers you hear me boy?" Red's mom warned. "Miss. Sandra daughter was kidnapped just a couple of days ago and I don't need you disappearing on me to you here me?" Red's mom continues while handing him a basket of freshly made porridge. "Yes mama I heard you. I know to stay on the same route, not to talk to strangers, keep my head down, and stay away from the crazy gang bangers." Red repeated to his mom what she told him everyday before he went to school. His mama frowned at him before she pulled him close almost suffocating him with her large breast before pulling back. "I'm serious red be careful. Here take your dad's gun. I know you won't use it unless you really need to but it'll make me feel better knowing you got it." His mom states handing him a black book bag and a Semi automatic pistol that was gold and black. Red took it and slipped it into the waistband of his skinny jeans before pulling his cloak over to hide it.Red hated carrying around so thing so dangerous, but he hated seeing his mom in distress even more. So, red didn't comment on having to carry around such a dangerous thing though he really wanted to. Turning to leave out of the house red looked over his shoulder and yelled toward his mom "Love you and see you tomorrow he says walking out the door. It was the beginning of November so there was a slight chill outside. Pulling his hood in closer to his face red started down the street toward Fantasy County.
Red had to go through Fantasy County to get to Big Wolf woods which he also had to travel through to get to his granny's house. Why it was called Big Wolf Woods no one ever knew because there were no wolves in Alagarya. But there is a legend about the woods. Once upon a time there was a wolf, not just any wolf though a werewolf. He was supposed to be big black and mean looking. And legend goes that every two hundred years he comes and he takes a bride to torture. Of course red didn't believe in that gibberish but a lot of other people did. Sliding in his head phones red swiftly made his way down the street. Looking around red let a small frown slip onto his face. He always wondered why his mother lived this way. He understood that she loved him, but his father could do so much more for her. Though his father was the biggest kingpin in Alagarya and probably didn't even know about my existence - which I was totally okay with- ,but I am almost positive he would take good care of her. I've had the pleasure of meeting the man I called father one time and I would never want to do it again. He is a ruthless, self centered, jack add that thinks the world revolves around him. From what I've seen he has another 6 kids that are in the business with him. Two girls and five very huge boys who I avoid with a vengeance, actually out of all of the I'm the youngest at the age of 15 1/2 . I do that because one look at me and they would know I was there brother seeing as we all looked just alike. Any way what I'm saying is,

They could all go fuck themselves