That day was a horrible day, it was a very dramatic and sarcastic day. Those pigs had deserved what they got even though, I didn't do it. Nobody wants to listen to my side of the story. Everyone thinks I died when I fell into that pot of boiling water but, that’s a lie, a really big one. I just got burned like really bad. Instead of listening to my side, they threw me in a maximum security prison deep in the woods. My mom ( Momma Wolf ) was really sick and the doctor had told me I needed to make her all organic blueberry muffins and that would help her. I miss my mom so much, I wonder how she's doing. I guess I will never know since they don't let mail in or out of here. To get this out …show more content…
I thought I’d go to the house made out of straw. I ran up the the door so happy to get some flour. As I got to the door I saw the little pig lock the door and close the windows as if I was gonna do something wrong. I knocked but no one answered so I knocked again. He opened the mail box latch and said “what do you want”. I just replyed “ Momma Wolfs sick and we need flour to make her some blueberry muffins". This pig was a very rude pig. He said he didn't have ANY flour but I could see through the little crack and he has some. I asked again and he said that he had used it all. Out of frustration I stomped my foot and when I did that, the floor had rumbled cause his house to crash down. Being the nice wolf I am I had apologized but the pig had screamed and cried he kept saying I hurt him but I know for a fact that I did not even touch him. Since he's just a rude pig, he turned and ran but stopped on his way, grabbed the flour and yelled "it's my flour! you can't have any!". I followed him running and he had stopped at his brothers …show more content…
This pig had built his house out of sticks! I mean STICKS!? who knew pigs could be that lazy? I wasn't trying to be rude or anything but I went and knocked at his door. Once he answered I had asked for flour but he kept saying "I don't have any". I wasn't gonna go home without any flour! I stood at the door knocking but they wouldn't answer the door. Finally he had opened the door but he had caught me off guard, and threw the flour in my face! I was so mad by then but I was doing my best to hold in my anger but it was starting to show. I had balled up my fist but I wasn't about to let it come out. With all the flour in my face I had to sneeze. I finally had enough of holding my sneeze in so when I sneezed, his house had blown down. In astonishment The pigs grabbed all their flour and ran the other way. It’s like they want me to follow them wherever they're going. At this point i just wanted to give up and go to the market but it was just too far and every minute mother was getting