Little Red

Chapter One - The wolf

I wake up to a howl outside my window. It is still dark outside so it is hard to see. Getting up and walking over to the window is hard for me because I am tired. It is more of a zombie walk to the window than a regular human walk. I look outside and see a huge black wolf outside my window. Its pelt is as dark as night itself. I scream; it turns to see me. Its huge red eyes stare at me and it leaps. This wolf isn’t a normal wolf, it is a mutant wolf. I can tell this by its deep red eyes. The wolf jumps through the window, but the window doesn’t break. I stumble backwards, the wolf is right in front of me, so close I can feel its warm breath on my face. I turn my head and my cape falls off, then my vision goes black.

When I wake up the black wolf is on the ground and there is white fur all over the place. My vision is blurry. When I get up I stumble a little. It is now bright outside; it is probably noon or earlier. I stumble out my bedroom door.

“Good afternoon Ruby,” my Granny says.

“Good afternoon Granny,” I say back.

“Is everything alright? I heard loud noises coming from your room late last night. And your cape, where is it?” Granny asks.

“Everything is fine, and I don’t know where my cape is,” I say.

“You need to go find it, it is the only thing that keeps you safe,” she says frantically.

“What is so important about a dumb, old, red cape?” I ask her in a harsher tone than I meant.

“Darling, it is no dumb old cape, it protects you.” she says.

“From what?!? How can a cape protect me? Am I supposed to wave it in front of danger and say ‘I have a cape, stay back!’ I mean what is that going to do?!?” I ask in a sarcastic tone.

“No, it protects you from dangers far greater than you could ever imagine,” Granny says.

“Okay, I’ll go find it,” I say and I slowly amble off to my room. When I walk in, the black wolf is gone. I run to the window just to see the wolf disappear into the forest. I ignore the frazzled feeling I have and start looking for the red cape. I look under the bed, no cape in sight. Then, I look through my closet, still no cape. After, I tear apart my room looking for the cape but it is nowhere to be seen and now my room looks as if a bomb had just gone off. (Not like I have ever seen one go off, but you know what I mean!)I get up and storm out of my room, angry I didn’t find it.

How could this be? I just had it last night! Where could it be?!? I think to myself.