I dedicate this book to my little sister Isabelle,
You always enjoy my stories!

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Hi! The Big Bad Wolf here,
although I don’t really know
why I’m called that.I’m really not
that bad, I just do bad things when
I get really mad, and can’t control
myself. Anyways, here’s my story and
how I got my happily ever after.

I just gave up on blowing down the
three little pig’s house for the third time
that month. That brick house gets me every
time. You see, I wouldn’t even try to blow
their houses down if they would just be my
friend, I walk over there, say hi, then they
run away from me. I say nice things,
try to get them to be my friend. But no,
they think I’m a really scary wolf that’s
going to eat them! How frustrating!

As I’m walking along in the deep forest,
I hear a chopping sound, that could only
mean one thing… The Woodcutter! Oh no!
That guy has been after me forever. He
thinks I’m a really bad wolf, and I should
be punished. I didn’t do anything wrong! I want
to get a closer look at him though. I like to know
what I’m running from, I never get a good look
at him when I’m running away from him.

Chop! Chop!

I walk as quietly as a wolf can,
trying not to crunch leaves, when
I find him. I stop dead
in my tracks, I know I should keep
moving, to at least find a hiding spot,
but for some reason my legs won’t
move. If he turns a little bit, I will be
right in front of him. MOVE WOLF,
MOVE! He turns, and looks straight at me!

As I’m wal away from him.

Then I start thinking of a way out.
I can’t jump over him, last time I did that,
I was nearly cut from my stomach to
my toes. That would have hurt. I realize
what I have to do. Just as he starts
to come at me with his huge axe, I dive
to the right and I run, as fast as I
possibly can. After about five minutes,
his shouts become quieter and quieter until
I can’t hear them anymore, which means,
he’s given up, or I lost him.

I start breathing really heavy. I have got to take a break. My paws are sore from running all the time.
I slowly walk, and soon I find a pond and some willow trees swaying in the wind. I nearly fall in the
pond just to get a refreshing drink of water. Once i’m no longer wheezing, I lay up against one of the
trees. I hear birds chirping, and it’s like a little oasis in such a huge, dark forest.

Just as I’m starting to doze off, I hear a voice, not just any voice, it’s a little girls voice,
and she’s singing. At first I think I’m going crazy, but then I listen closer. I realize that
it’s not too far away. Maybe she hasn’t heard about me. I could make a friend and prove
to everyone that I’m okay.

Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star...

I start to follow the voice. I have to leave my perfect oasis,
but that’s okay if that means I could make a friend. I start to
walk back in the forest, I have to go deeper, and deeper into the
forest. I start running.

how I wonder what you are...

I’m running so fast I can barely tell that the trees
are getting thicker and it’s getting harder to maneuver
around them. After a while the singing gets louder
and louder. Finally I pop out of the woods and land on
a pathway. I look up and there standing in front of me
is a little girl with a dark red hood on.

up above the world so high...

I sit up and say, “Well, Hello there”. She looks at me and I can see what
she’s thinking. She thinks I’m going to eat her. I don’t want her to think that.
I want her to be my friend. I realize I’m breathing heavy again.

She says in a shaky voice, “Are you alright?”. Then I said,“ I’m just tired.
I need something to drink”. She said, “Oh?” Then pulled a
bottle of water out of the weaved basket she was holding.
Once my thirst was gone, I told her " I'm not going to hurt you"
Then I saw her face relax.

Now that she was more comfortable, I explained myself to her,
“ I just want a friend, but whenever someone runs away from
me because they think I’m going to eat them, I get really mad,
and can’t control myself. But then I heard you singing, and I
wanted to meet you. Please don’t be afraid.”

She stared at me for a moment before saying, “ You just want a friend…
Well I can be your friend, as long as you promise not to hurt me” “I promise”
With that I became very excited and wanted to show her something special.
I let her climb onto my back and I started to head back into the forest.

It took longer to get to the perfect oasis because
I didn’t run as fast since she was on my back. When
we got there I took another long drink from the pond. Then we sat
under one of the willows and played with the swaying branches.

She asked me how people thought I was bad, I then told her
the misunderstanding with the three little pigs, The seven
young kids, and others. Stories have been written about me,
but they’ve been twisted from a certain point of view to make me look bad.

She waited a moment before saying “All you are is
misunderstood”. I was delighted to hear that from my
new friend. I asked if she wanted to go for a swim.
The sun was at it’s highest point taking the heat up a
notch. She said yes.

She took off her hood, and I told her to jump on my back.
Then I ran through the branches and jumped into the pond with
a huge SPLASH! We poured water on ourselves, and had contests
to see who could hold their breaths the longest.