Author's note: Wrote this in 2011. I deleted it because I got sick of for a while. I'm reuploading it. Enjoy
Okay listen, I don't have much time to say it, so I'm gonna say it quick. The name's red, you know from little red riding hood. Yeah that's me. I still look the same from the old stories. Red coat, red skirt, blonde hair (Some say It's brown), which is very short; and my same old picnic basket. I don't have time to go over the whole story because I'm sure that everyone knows about it. What you need to know is that that wolf wasn't killed. Infact it really wasn't a wolf. That's why it kept comming after my friends, and basically ruined our lives. You know the boy who cried wolf right, and mary had a little lamb. They were all either scarred mentally or physically, and so was I but I'll tell you later. The other fairytale guys thought we were crazy, but I know that the wolf is out there, and it's gonna try and kill us. So starting today, everything that you thought you knew about fairytales is a huge freaking lie.