Fairy+Tale+Rewrite

**Goldilocks and The 3 Bears ** ** So my life is pretty good. We Baby Bears never have it too hard! It's all fun and games until of course the next door neighbor breaks in to our house, eats all our porridge that Mama Bear worked so hard to prepare, breaks my favorite rocking chair that Papa Bear hand carved, and takes the pleasure of sleeping in my perfectly good, made up bed and wrinkles up my sheets! Do you know how long it took me to make that bed up, not including my attempt to talk my way out of it!? ** ** Now you see I never have had a real good feeling about this Goldilocks. Everything just seemed way too fishy! I'm just surprised that no one saw it coming! I mean come on a human girl living in a whole village of bears; I mean come on seriously bears?!?!?! I'm not trying to be hateful or anything; I just do not see why anyone was surprised. ** ** So this is my side of the story. This side, my side, is the right side! It's not the story of poor little Goldilocks just trying to find some friends to play and just so happened to wonder upon an open house, with a perfectly good chair to sit in, a perfectly good pot of porridge to gobble up, or a perfectly good, made up Baby Bear bed to lay in. No NOT AT ALL! As a matter of fact I think this was a bitter, selfish act of revenge! So this is my story the correct one! ** ** So this wonderful sunshiny morning, birds chirping, and the smell of crisp Pine trees in the air, I woke up in a great mood ready to take on the world! I wake up stretch as far as my toes can get from my finger tips, and I suddenly smell Momma Bears wonderful home-made porridge. I run down stairs as fast as my Baby Bears legs can go, ready to grab the first bowl of porridge I can see. I'm right there I can see the steaming bowl of porridge, ready to grab it, just until Momma bear smacks my hand with her wooden spoon and says "Baby Bear! Not Yet! It needs to cool down first!" As I whine "but momma!! I'm starving!” Papa Bear plops into his chair in the living room and suggests "why don't we visit The Beavers, while we wait for the porridge to cool down! I hear Momma Beaver has a new baby!" Momma Bear and I agree in unison "Sounds like a plan!" ** ** As Momma and Papa Bear get ready to visit the Beaver Family, I decide to go out and pick flowers. Upon my good deed of picking flowers, to my surprise I see Goldilocks out picking flowers too!! "That little deceiver!" I thought in my head. I quickly pick my daisies and walk away. "Baby bear!" Goldilocks calls "Baby Bear! Would you stay out here and pick flowers with me? It gets quite lonely!" "No thanks" I reply. Goldilocks in answer "Fine then! I'm only trying to be nice, but you insist to be mean to me!".”One day when you need my help, I’ll not be there to give it to you!" She said as she stomped away. I quickly gathered up all my daisies she pushed to the ground and hurriedly walked to my house. ** ** Momma and Papa Bear were ready so we made our way to the Beavers. Oh the Beavers are a lovely family, but they never seem to be there when we visit them. That statement rang true that evening, because we showed up and they were not there! It takes us about and hour, thirty minutes there, and thirty minutes back. Just enough time for a greedy little Goldilocks to come in, use my bed, eat my porridge, and break my rocking chair! As we arrive at our lovely house, we walk in upon a mess! Our door was open, stuff scattered everywhere through out the house! We inspect everything, walking up and down the hallways. Upon walking upstairs we find a small girl taking a nap in my bed!! Oh yes, this small girl was Goldilocks! Only after the incident did it occur to me that in all honesty it was and act of revenge! So that's my story. Some choose to believe it, some choose not to, either way I was there and witnessed this bitter act of revenge! **