Screams rang from outside Fang’s window, as he ran to the window he could not quite make out what everyone was running from, then he saw it. He rushed to his door as fast as his legs could carry him, still in shock of what he had just seen.
“Could it be?” Fang thought to himself, as he turned to have another look at it, they locked their eyes. He turned and ran, faster than he’d ever run before. He didn’t have to look back to know that it was chasing him, he could hear it. He was not used to running away from things, he was a wolf, he was used to hunting. Fang knew exactly where he was headed, he didn’t want to go there, but he knew he had no other choice.
Fang had never seen a real giant before, only in fairytales. But he didn’t have time to think about it, his legs were about to collapse. “Please be soon, …show more content…
Fang cried, “little pig, little pig, let me in.” But the pig replied, “not by the hair on my chin, chin chin.”
At this exact moment, Fang felt a tingling sensation in his throat. “Oh no not again,” he whimpered, but before he knew it, he let out another huge yawn, powerful enough to knock the house straight to the floor, revealing the 2 pigs hiding inside. Before he could even call out to the two pigs, they’d already run off to the final standing brick house.
At this exact moment, there was a booming call from the forest beyond. “Fee, fi, fo, fum, I smell wolf scum”. Fang knew exactly who it was, they were approaching the village, and quickly Fang decided he wasn’t going to attempt to persuade them to let him in through the door again as he had already failed twice.
He needed to come up with another option to hide. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a chimney on the top of the roof. He’d heard stories as a kid about a guy who would climb down children’s chimneys at night time and give them
“Could it be?” Fang thought to himself, as he turned to have another look at it, they locked their eyes. He turned and ran, faster than he’d ever run before. He didn’t have to look back to know that it was chasing him, he could hear it. He was not used to running away from things, he was a wolf, he was used to hunting. Fang knew exactly where he was headed, he didn’t want to go there, but he knew he had no other choice.
Fang had never seen a real giant before, only in fairytales. But he didn’t have time to think about it, his legs were about to collapse. “Please be soon, …show more content…
Fang cried, “little pig, little pig, let me in.” But the pig replied, “not by the hair on my chin, chin chin.”
At this exact moment, Fang felt a tingling sensation in his throat. “Oh no not again,” he whimpered, but before he knew it, he let out another huge yawn, powerful enough to knock the house straight to the floor, revealing the 2 pigs hiding inside. Before he could even call out to the two pigs, they’d already run off to the final standing brick house.
At this exact moment, there was a booming call from the forest beyond. “Fee, fi, fo, fum, I smell wolf scum”. Fang knew exactly who it was, they were approaching the village, and quickly Fang decided he wasn’t going to attempt to persuade them to let him in through the door again as he had already failed twice.
He needed to come up with another option to hide. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a chimney on the top of the roof. He’d heard stories as a kid about a guy who would climb down children’s chimneys at night time and give them