Once upon a time there were three little cats. Two of the little cats were nasty and one of the little cats was kind and generous. One day the three little cats went out to build their own houses to live in.
The first little cat went and got heaps of straw to build his own house but suddenly he heard a stick snap into pieces. He turned around and saw a huge German Shepherd. But the little cat didn't care so he carried on trying to find a spot to build his house. Little did he know that he was being followed by the German Shepherd.
The Little cat finished building his house. Than the giant German Shepherd approached the little cats house and knocked on the door. As soon as the little cat opened the door, the German Shepherd jumped on top of the cat and the cat got eaten.
The next day the German Shepherd went to the next cats house. His house was made out of wood. The German Shepherd blew the house down and ate the little cat. The two cats that got eaten were both of the nasty cats.
The third cat was a smart and also a special cat. He was so smart that he made his house out of bricks and it was so strong that nothing could break it. Then, the German Shepherd came to the third little cats house and tried to blow the house down. He tried and he tried but he just couldn't blow the house down.
So he jumped on top of the house and jumped down the chimney. He didn’t know that the little cat was cooking stew so he jumped straight into a hot pot of boiling water. “Splash!” He landed in the pot and he slowly died. The little cat survived because it was cooking the German Shepherd with his stew.
The End
Hi Mikaiah,
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading your version of the Three Little Pigs. Your twist to it made it enjoyable to read. Your story flowed well and I was impressed with your grammar.