100 Words - The Deep, Dark Woods

My name is Lily Rose.

It was a Thursday or maybe a Friday, it’s been so long. But that one day, everything changed. I had heard stories about the three bears; I wanted to know if it was true. I set off. Striding nervously, I came across a cottage crumbling from neglect. I heard crunching noises up above me; I turned back. From the other side of the woods came a voice, “Look up, can you see?”  I glared up at a tree to find a white snarl and a pair of eyes. “I’m sick of porridge.” It went black.

By Grace Yr6