Day One
I smell meat.
Day Two
Ooh…girl meat.
Day Three
Coming closer.
Day Five
Found girl meat. Quite pretty, but flower eating rather unattractive.
Too skinny. Must find her more flowers.
Day Six
Girl left.
V. sad.
Day Seven
Saw her again, munching on daisy! Told me she was going to Grandma's house. Must get there before she does.
Little Red Riding Hood…hot name.
Day Eight
No one home, hiding out back. Red sleeping in garden, will wait for old lady to come home.
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Grandma came home. Kind of bony, had to swallow liquor bottle. Woman wouldn't let go.
Day Nine
Red came in. Thinks I'm grandmother.
Flowers have made her quite dense.
Day Ten
Couldn't stand her mindless floundering. Ate girl.
Human meat too fatty, feel flabby.
Day Eleven
Cut open by virile woodcutter man. Died.
Day Twelve
Came back to life. Butt much firmer. Must die more often.
Smell pork.
Day Thirteen
Found pig shacked up in straw house. Stupidity not so tasty. Must find more.
Day Seventeen
Been searching for more pig. Found one in house of sticks. Tackiness must run in family.
Still not that great. Craving not satisfied.
Day Twenty
Found house made of bricks. Thought pig had style until he opened door, walls painted magenta. He must know it's my least favorite color. Must not go in. Must not.
Day Twenty-One
Self control failing. Magenta evil. Sitting outside pig's house. Waiting. Stomach growling.
Day Twenty-Two
Tried to blow it down like last two. Passed out.
I hate magenta.
Day Twenty-Three
Getting very bored.
Day Twenty-Six
Been sitting outside for five days. Starting to wonder if this was worth it. Cannot walk into house. Eyes will die.
Die, magenta, die.
I smell cheese.
Day Twenty-Seven
Found cheese, pig craving satisfied. Must leave to cause more chaos.
DOWN WITH MAGENTA!
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