Little Red Riding Hood

heard the sound. The sound was a little deer. They finally went back to sleep and woke up the next day. This was the last day and Mary was ready to go home. Mary was getting fire because tonight was supposed to get cold. Mary was hunting for food and she ran into an enemy troop She started running and ran into a trash can that started talking his name was Jimmy. He was a magical talking trash can. Jimmy froze the other tribe and Mary started running back to her little hut. She got one of her bows and

There was once a Goddess who dwelt on the moon. She was as fair as the stars and bright like the sun. On a frigid winter night, the moon goddess gazed upon Arctic of the earth. What she saw broke her heart for in the Arctic was a vast inanition. The Moon Goddess descended to earth and walked the lifeless plain of white. As she continued to df the endless void, the Moon Goddess said to herself, “I must add to this nothingness.” After hours of aimless walking, the Moon Goddess knelt down in the snow

always went into the woods to escape the ghost she thought was in her house. The book said that whoever went into the woods on Friday the 13th would be the ghost’s next victim and would be left to roam the woods alone forever. She started hearing a little voice, ”Malarie,” it said. “Come out to the woods.” Malarie was almost to the woods when she realized today was Friday the 13th. She tried to pull away from the ghost’s calling, but it was

My First Entry: The White Fang I love the way the author represents the wild life. The wild life actually seems like our society in some ways. I think that the characters would do anything that it takes to overcome their problems, just like in our community. For example, I could see how the wolves were trying to survive and not to die from hunger. Also, it was really impressive how Henry and Bill tried to protect themselves from the wolves. I was getting curious about how they thought they were going

The title of the book I read is Bird and Squirrel. The author is James, Burks. The genre of the story is Graphic Novel. Words to describe the book is funny, exciting, and cautious.The main idea is a bird and squirrel are trying to get home when bird here's a cry for help and helps a poor bear but bird accidentally get hits on the head with a acorn which result in him losing part of his memory . The setting of the story is in the wilderness. The main character is bird and squirrel. Words to describe

I chose “Goldilocks and The Three Bears” because in my opinion it was the one I can do the most assertions too. In the original, Goldilocks is portrayed as this clueless little girl who stumbles into stumbled into the little cottage owned by a bear family. So in my version I made her the antagonist because in most books a villain is usually a male. In the original the bear couple were the typical male and female. In my version I made the couple male homosexuals. I did this to portray gay happy families

Hello, have you ever found a book that you really love? “ The Land of Stories” by Chris Colfer is a fantasy filled with magic and different kinds of creatures! If you like adventures, you will definitely love this book. There are 438 pages filled with adventure, and it’s worth it! This exciting narrative by Chris Colfer is spoken in a third person point of view, because he uses characters’ names. Meanwhile, twelve year old twins get sucked into a magical book that their grandmother gave them and

“Fairy tales are more than true; not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.”, is one of my favorite quotes by Neil Gaiman, author of Coraline. Fairy tales are short stories that include magic. These stories originated by European tradition. These stories usually involve some type of romance. Fairy tales are good for children because they help children deal with their emotions, learn right from wrong, and create amazing memories that are filled

she gets very detailed. “Everywhere, as far as the eye could reach, there was nothing but rough, shaggy, red, grass most of it as tall as I. North of the house, inside the ploughed fire-breaks , grew a thick-set strip of box-elder trees, low and bushy, their leaves already turning yellow. This hedge was nearly a quarter of a mile long, but I had to look very hard to see it at all. The little trees were insignificant against the grass. It seemed as if the grass were about to run over them, and over

Tuesday’s lecture was given by a Native American medicine woman who emphasized the need to ancestral healing for past reconciliation and redemption. She told us different stories that have medical reverence in her community and explained how the characters in the stories represent someone or a group in some facet in our lives, and the lives of our predecessors. One story she recited was The Brown Bear which was centered around a large solemn bear who lived in a cave and killed many members of a nearby