It had been a few hours since she had first started running. Stars filled the sky with their dazzling light. A slight tinge of dread hit her as she realized the fullness of the moon. Luckily her hood was draped over her head. As long as she wore her hood, nothing would happen. Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
For some absurd reason she still wasn't quite sure of, she decided to look up and see if the moon was still full. As soon as she realized it was, it was too late. When she had looked up, her green riding hood had slipped off of her head, and she could feel herself beginning to lose her grip on her own spirit. The transformation was beginning.
YOU ARE READING
Little Green Riding Hood
FantasíaAbuse. That's the best way to describe the first 13 years of this girl's life. Unable to tolerate this any longer, she leaves behind the only home and family she has ever known to seek an unclear and misty future. Fortunately, not all hope for her i...
