My Foxy-Locks Story!! We have been creating our own type of A Goldilocks story. It was challenging because I had to be creative

Foxy-Locks

Hello. My name is Foxy-Locks. I’m going to tell you a story of how I got myself into a house which some animals lived (and how I got my new name).

So. Once upon a time there lived a girl (me),

With a blue and pretty dress and golden curls you see

A girl who’s eyes is like the sea.

I am a girl who loved having adventures and exploring. My mother (who I lived with) is a ghastly mother. She has dark wicked eyes, dark thick hair that went everywhere over her face, Her lips were thin like thin ice. . She was nothing more but a hot-tempered mother and also pale. She wouldn’t let me eat anything one night and I got hungry. But one thermal day I decided to run away. Run deep in the forest. But as I ran, soon I got myself too far that I was lost. So, lost like a lost puppy, I was scared, frightened, and panicked-stricken. With no food and the feeling of hunger, no clean fresh water to drink and getting dehydrated I was no where. For days I tramped in the deep, dark forest. I was so exhausted. But out of the blue I saw smoke...

I knew there was a house somewhere,

I thought I could be near,

With a relief depression on my face,

I tried speeding like a cheetah to that place.

There lived in that house was a family of Foxes. Daddy Fox, Mummy Fox and two small foxes whose name are Fred and Ed. They live in a house that was made in hard and strong bricks. The windows were clean and sparkly like crystal glass. The bricks were painted brown but it shone and dazzled in the afternoon golden sun. The roof was painted pure red like rubies like the scorched and the warmth of the sunset before night comes round.There were  beautiful flowers standing from each side of the house.  

“Let’s eat the soup Mummy fox,

I have cleaned up my room and took out the abhorrent socks,

So I can put it in here.

He was pointing at his tummy

Mother fox chuckled and said, “Ok darling dear”.

For Ed her youngest fox new the soup was yummy.

But apparently, all of the scrumptious soups were scorching hot. “Let’s go and play a game somewhere in the forests” says Daddy fox, “so that when we come safely home. The soups would already be cooled down nicely. So, the Foxes proceeded in there quiet footsteps (not like a bear thundering down the track in the forest), to their game. Now this is where I come in. As I made it to the house I gasped. The house was brilliant! It was pretty. As I walked in I smelt food. It smelt delicious. As I walked into the small kitchen which were like living in a box, I saw four bowls of soup all in the same type of bowels. They were all purple with white stripes. I was so hungry that I rapidly tried to find a spoon.

As I found a spoon,

It looked like the shiny glistening full moon.

I got the spoon and tried the first bowel which was bigger than the lot. My depression on my face was red like chille. “Ah!!! This is so boiling hot! Ah! I fell dumbly on the floor and tried to find a a cup to drink plenty of water since I was thirsty. For two minutes I was fine. Now, I’m getting a bit anxious for the next bowl. I tried it and it was cold like the ocean. Why!!! As I was about to try the next one I heard the front door creak. As I turned round there stood foxes?  “ What do you think you’re doing? “She’s eating our soup!!! Said one of the young foxes. “ Calm down Fred don’t panic”.  “I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to eat your soup, you see I have been travelling for a long time in the woods and- ‘calm down you’re self child’ which I think is Mrs Fox. “Wait you’re not angry with me? “No” they all said. “We had a lot of visitors coming to our place to eat. There was Wolf and Bear. But we didn’t expect a human bean” said Mr Fox. “It’s actually human being”. “Well that doesn’t matter”.

So, I found out that the foxes were friendly,

We ate soup together contentedly,

We sat on  couches and chairs to watch TV.

“Let's have her in the family,Said Ed.

“What’s your name said Fred.

“My name is actually Goldilocks.

Then Father Fox said “then let’s make  you as Foxy-locks!!

And that is my Foxy-Locks Story!!!