A Story by Paidhi Girl
Apr. 8th, 2004 09:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ann_leckiePrinted, very carefully, in pencil on the back of a manuscript page. In the dark, in the top of the bunkbed. She brought it out to me just now (when I was hoping she'd be asleep!) saying she'd written it just for me.
Three Pigs
There were three pigs. One pig built a house of rocks. Another pig made a house of sticks. The last pig made a house of clear glass. A wolf came by and broke the rock house. He ate the little pig. The wolf came to the stick house and broke it. He ate the little pig. The wolf came to the glass house and broke it. He ate the little pig. A dog came by and ate the whole wolf. After that the dog was so ill that he threw up. The cat heard him and rushed over to him. The cat was so thin that she could not run very fast. The dog and the cat rested in a bed. It was soft and fuzzy. After their rest they went outside again. They built a house of wood. The cat and the dog lived there. They had a long and happy life.
Three Pigs
There were three pigs. One pig built a house of rocks. Another pig made a house of sticks. The last pig made a house of clear glass. A wolf came by and broke the rock house. He ate the little pig. The wolf came to the stick house and broke it. He ate the little pig. The wolf came to the glass house and broke it. He ate the little pig. A dog came by and ate the whole wolf. After that the dog was so ill that he threw up. The cat heard him and rushed over to him. The cat was so thin that she could not run very fast. The dog and the cat rested in a bed. It was soft and fuzzy. After their rest they went outside again. They built a house of wood. The cat and the dog lived there. They had a long and happy life.