Little Red Cap

There once was a wolf who everyone thought was bad. He wanted to show how good he was. Once day he saw Little Red-cap walking in the woods

"Oh Little Red-cap!" He called out to her.

Even though Little Red-cap just knew that the wolf was evil, she was nice to him. "Good day, Mr. Wolf."

"Where are you going this fine morning, Red-cap?"

"To Grandma's. To take her this food."

The wolf thought that if he helped Little Red-cap then people may see him differently. "Let me help you."

"Oh no, Mr. Wolf. I'm fine."

The wolf tried to take the basket. "Let me help. It's no problem.

Little Red-cap gave him a faint smile. "Mr. Wolf I'm sorry but I don't need you help." Little Red-cap started to walk off.

The wolf had to think of how he could help Little Red-cap. Then it came to him. He could pick some flower for Granny. He went and picked the prettiest flowers in the woods. Then went to Granny's house.

He knocked on the door and Granny said "Who is it?"

"It's me, Mr. Wolf."

"One Second." After waiting a little while, Granny said "Come in!"

When he entered, Granny was lying in bed. "Why would you come to see me, Mr. Wolf?"

"To give you these pretty flowers."

Granny then smiled and lept out of bed. "He's in here!"

Three Huntsmen ran into the room. The wolf was terrified.

"I finally caught you!" One of the huntsmen said.

"What? No! I caught him!" another responded.

The wolf tried to stop them but Granny picked up a gun and told him to not move. She then pointed it at the huntsmen and shot them one by one. The wolf didn't know what to do. Little Red-cap came skipping down the path. Granny quickly threw the gun at the wolf when Little Red-cap entered.

"Granny. What's going on?"

"Oh Little Red-cap! Mr. Wolf tried to eat me! The huntsmen tried to save me but he shot and killed them too."

Little Red-cap gasped.

"No! That's not what happened!" Mr. Wolf said. Some nearby hunters heard the commotion and came running.

"What is going on here?"

"The wolf killed the huntsmen and tried to eat me!"

The hunters saw the dead huntsmen and shot the wolf.

As he died, he thought of all of the good he had tried to do. Everyone he tried to help. All of the things he did but still people never saw him as good.

As he slipped into the darkness all he could do was wonder:

Why?