The little Red

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Once upon a time there lived a family of three in the middle of an island . The family was harmonious and cared for each other deeply. The family consists of a father, mother and a daughter. The family brought up their home from scratch. The father and mother eloped when their sweet daughter was expected. It's been 12 years since then. They have their own hobbies and favorite things. The father likes hunting and working in the field, while her mother likes studying herbs and art. The daughter was erratic, she had a combined hobby from both of her
parents. She liked hunting and was an aspiring herbologist. She was smart, wild, adventurous, and curious.

One day her mother asked her to deliver food and clothes her grandmother. Her grandmother
lived on an island across her island. To get there she needs to go to the beach and raft her way to her grandmother's house.
"Mom why do I have to deliver this ?"
"Don't you know that she needs those essentials. Besides you're 12, you should be able to deliver it. So be brave!"
"Ughh.. I did it last week, so why couldn't dad do it this week?"
"Because he needs to go to the capital sweetheart" said her mom "And besides you did it once, you could do it again"
"Finee.. I'll go, but make my favorite at supper"
"Yes, grilled pork ribs will be on our dining table when you arrive"
And off the little girl to prepare her trip. She grabbed her boots, her rucksack and her one and only red riding hood. She hurriedly started her quest to deliver food and clothes. Though the
journey is not far, it is not short either. Trees to trees she passed to finally arrive at a sandy meadow, It's the beach. The salty air has never seemed to feel more fresh. The turquoise ocean
has never felt older. The squawking seagulls has never seemed to freshen her.

"What a beautiful scent for my nose. What a romantic sight for my eyes. What a lovely tune for my ears" said the little girl. "That's a lot of seagulls"
"Indeed it is little one" said an unknown voice. " I wonder what drove all of them here"
The little red riding hood was startled. "Who's there?" said the red hood.
"Whoa there little miss, I mean no harm" said a tall man with quite a baggage
"oh. I've never seen you around here sir"
" I'm new here, just moved from the west"
"Hello sir! My name is Rachelle. What's yours?"
"My name is Lucas just call me luke" he introduced himself " What are you doing here alone miss?"
"Just delivering essentials cross island"
"Well, I could.."
"No thanks, mother said not to trust new people"
Before he could finish his sentence she cut his words.
"But it seems far and your rucksack is heavy, I could.."
"I SAID NO !!" shouted the little girl " I'm fine by myself"
"If you say so little lady" Said luke "be careful, these areas aren't the safest"
"Thank you luke !"

The red riding hood continued her journey. When she arrived at the dock she loosed her boat to shore and rode it. The propeller was started and soon enough little red had zoomed off to sea.
Her steering was controlled and was expertly done. It's as if she was a reincarnation of a sailor. From beach to beach was only 8km. That 8 kilometres went by very quickly, as she took in the
scenery and tasted the wind on her face.

At last she got to her grandmother's island shore. She followed a stone path into the woods with no care in the world. The sun was high up but the thick leaves above stopped the light in its path. She couldn't see well but nonetheless she found her way to the cabin. Little hood went straight
inside and slept there.

...

"knock.. knock.. knock"
Someone is at the door, who could it be? The knock woke little red hood up. At once she wore the dress over her petticoat. With her hazel bed hair and drowsy eyes, she walked up to the door.
Suddenly a sense came to her and she remembered she wasn't expecting anyone. She cautiouslycontinued forward. The creaking wood planks made an eerie sound that covered the silent atmosphere.

One step.

Two step.

Three step.

And then there's the door.
She peered through the little window on her door. It's luke. A wave of relief brushed all over her body.
"Who is it?"
"It's Luke"
"Why did you come here Luke?"
"Just passing by" said luke brushing his back pocket, " May I come in?"
Little red grew more suspiscious. She peered in deeper to the window, His hand is holding something. "A knife?" she thought, "Why did he bring that?". The sight doesn't seem to excite
her nor does it surprise her.
She opened the door slightly.
"What's that in your left hand?" she asked.
Without giving much thought Luke kicked the door open. Little red fell down.
"DIE You beast!!"

Just right when Luke took his knife to her chest, she parried his attack. A dark smile rose upon Luke's face. Little red was concerned. "Why are you attacking me?"
"You are a monster that needs purification! You killed someone!"
Little red was even more confused. How did he know?
" You act all innocent but you're the personification of the devil himself. Why else did I move here? The only reason is to kill you!" He explained, " Your grandmother was on the beach, Her corpse was on the beach on an island where YOU and YOUR wretched FAMILY lived!"

Little red's face soured. She knew those blasted seagulls will bring trouble. How was she suppose to discard her grandmother? Everytime she threw the corpse out to sea it'll only comeback to shore. So she left it there.
"Right.. right, you figured me our sir!" said little red
"Exactly now give it up" he confidently said
"That's cute" said little red as a wide smirk slipped into her face.
Slash... A nice clean cut to the arterydid the trick
"That should shut your horrid mouth up" she said Luke's body dropped dead on the wooden
floor. " Now how do I carry a 70 kilo man?"
In truth, Rachelle was not her name. That's just some random name she took. Little red won't give up her name easily. Her grandmother was her biological grandma, so wad her parents. Why did she kill her grandmother? Simple, she wanted her cabin. Her parents don't know she doesn't have a grandma anymore. This greed of her will take her to the world afar, soon enough doom is apparent.
"Nice knowing you sir Luke!" said little red "another blood to my name, and to my hood!"
She threw his tattered body of the cliff to sea. She hurriedly went back to her cabin and journeyed home. You wouldn't want a monster to catch you!