Chaperon Rouge By Millie 5W

Slowly, she backed up against the fragile wall and glared around her in despair. Unexpectedly, a towering, malicious shadow formed into the jaws of a wolf. She turned. As quick as a flash, she dashed, sprinted and raced across the rocky floor as the wolves got closer. The girl got quicker. Closer. Quicker. Snap! With their jaws closing behind her she raced whilst gasping for air to breathe. She got to the edge of the cliff… She skidded. And tripped. Her heart was beating like a drum. With beads of fear sweating down her face,she turned around. She saw nothing. Was it a dream? …

In the distance, she saw the outline of the castle like a blurred image. She approached the the stairs of the castle, calmly she wondered up them. Everything was silent, she was safe, she entered the building. All of a sudden, a blood red mist filled  the air and the door transformed into large jaws of a wolf. Snap!…

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