Little Red Riding Hood, by Laine and Anika (4th grade)
I may be an old “grumpy bird” but there’s nothing worse than running out of candy on Halloween! By the way I’m Grandma from your favorite story “Little Red Riding Hood”, and I have a different version to tell.
On Halloween Day I realized I had no candy. The only thing I could do was text my granddaughter Little Red and tell her to bring some.
I heard the doorbell ring, and I answered the door. There was a mysterious trick-or-treater outside my door. The mysterious trick-or-treater looked real, and since I have bad fur allergies, I started to sneeze.
“Trick-or-treat,” he growled.
Oh-no! It was a wolf! I’m not sure if I’ve told you this, but I’m terrified of wolves. I got so scared my teeth fell out!
Suddenly I saw a girl in a red hood with a basket of candy. It turned out to be Little Red!
“Little Red! ” I called. “Can you please scare this wolf away?
“Of course Grandma!” Little Red replied, and she ran straight to the wolf. She screamed as loudly as she could while smacking him with my cane.
After he left, Little Red and I happily sat outside and gave out candy to the trick-or-treaters while we enjoyed a wolf-free night sipping on hot apple cider and snacking on some caramel apples.