When Snow White ran off into the great forest by herself, she was terrified. She did not know which way to go, nor yet what would happen to her. She feared she would meet wild beasts which would attack her.
She ran on and on, over sharp stones and prickly bushes with long thorns. She heard the roars of wild beasts but, although some passed her as she ran, none tried to harm her. By evening her feet were sore, her clothes were torn and her arms and legs were scratched by the thorns.
Just as Snow White was ready to fall down with weariness, she came to a little cottage, by the side of a mountain. She knocked on the door but there was no reply. She tried the door and it opened, so she went inside to rest.
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Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
Fantasia-Not just any ordinary tale but, Wicked! Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs by Well Loved Tales All Rights Reserved 2016 Hey guys! If you noticed any misspellings, wrong grammars, please inform me! I will be happy to correct it :D Stay awesome! Sincer...
