The True Story of the Three Little Pigs
The True Story of the Three Little Pigs
by Wolf (a.k.a Christiana)
Hi, I’m Wolf. Everybody knows the story of the Three Little Pigs, right? Well guess what? You’re wrong! So I’m going to tell you the truth…
Once upon a time I, the Wolf, got up from my bed and I was hungry. I wanted to have something to eat for breakfast. I wanted over-easy eggs. But, I forgot there were no eggs. My cousin came over and ate all of the eggs.
So, I went to my neighbor’s house- the house of the Three Little Pigs. They were selling eggs for twenty-five dollars. “Twenty five dollars? That’s a rip-off!”
Oh, I know what you’re thinking, I’m not buying eggs from them, no, no no. Alright, alright, you got my attention. But don’t rush me! It’s my story and I need eggs!
The pig said, “Are you here to get stuff to chop down our house?”
“No,” I said. “I just wanted to buy some eggs so I can make an over-easy egg for breakfast,” I said.
It was then I felt a sneeze about to happen. “ACHOO!!!” The pile of eggs knocked down and the goat newspaper reporter came and changed everything- the whole story!
They made me the Big Bad Wolf who blew down and broke all of the eggs (and the house) And that’s the true story.
The End
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Christiana, you did a great job borrowing ideas from The True Story of the Three Little Pigs and making it your own creative version. You revised a lot too! The parts you changed made your story that much more enjoyable to read superstar!
Finally got a chance to read your story!! I never knew what a great storyteller you were. Very creative and original. Nice job!! Now I’m hungary for eggs!