First Blog Post

King Wolf’s Diary   💜

DO NOT TOUCH!!!!😊

As you all know the big bad wolf is that I’m bad. But no, I will tell you the deep true meaning of the three little pigs and me, the big sad wolf. So long ago pigs were bad and they were thieves. One day King Pog told some soldiers to go and steal something from their enemy.😓`` I was king wolf. I tried to hide the precious object as much as I could but the Pig army were too Naive to find it. They smashed the door open, fiercely,  and came rushing in. I tried to keep it safe and warm in my paws but no luck. And for Years i lay in my castle. Alone and Bored. My Love ran away and my anger found me. Why did I blow their houses down? Because of what they had done a few years recently. So I decided to leave every memory in my castle and  soundlessly tip-toed off the welcome mat. Hours of tearing beside the path, in the distance I saw a Small Adorable Cottage.When I got a closer look at it, it said, Pigs only th-oink you.I saw it was made of straw. “Little pig, little pig, let me come in!” I yelled.“Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin.” I continued my song. “ Oh I will huff, and I’ll puff and I will BLOW THE HOUSE DOWN!!” So with all my might I blew all the air in me. The straw cottage exploded like feathers from a pillow just erupted. The pig ran to the wood barnyard nearby. *KNOCK KNOCK* “Who's there?” “You're little brother! Sheldan!” “what do you want?” “Just open up there is a big wolf coming!” So Kristof opened up in the last second. “Where is the wolf?” “I Don’t know but what I do know is that He’s here!” *CRACK!* The door broke and I came in. “ I GOTCHA!” The 2 little pigs ran to their last and oldest brother's house. This piggy was named scruffy and he had a smarter mind. His house was made out of bricks. * KNOCK KNOCK* “Let us in, Let us in!” “What's the matter?” “There’s a big bad wolf coming!” “Ok fine!” “Little pigs little pigs let me- ”Not by the hair of of our chinny chin chins!” “ I will huff, I’ll puff, and I will blow the house down!” So I did. But I couldn’t. So I climbed up the chimney and I fell down. *SPLAT* They all gasp but me. Scruffy had the egg, precious in his hands. He past it to mine. My frown turned upside down slow - motion - ly. The egg was was old concrete and rough. It was the size of a hen’s egg. I was so relieved I had tears in my eyes. “ Thank you.” “I’m sorry what we did years ago.” I was so surprised. “ No it’s my fault I was mean.” “ It was OUR fault” Sheldon the 1st little pig said. Those years and on pigs and wolves were now friends. About 50 years later I was old. I had to pick a new king from the Alpha pack. I made a bad choice. I chose the fiercest and meanest wolf of all. My children grew up and drove me to a far far away little village in a valley where no king would rule us. I told my grandchildren and thousands of others but soon the story was told that I was the big bad wolf. More years past. I was sad and alone. I lay in bed… dying… ~

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