WINNER 2015 Wattys #JustWriteIt challenge.
Oh my. What large teeth you have?
"As you're pretty so be wise, wolves may lurk in every guise."
Phobias; we all have them. Heights, Cats, men, women, crying children, Time. They take multiple annoying forms. Me; let's just say I could fill an encyclopedia.
Hi; Cyra here. I'll go right ahead and tell you the moral of the story; never trust a stranger, even if it's only all in your head.
The sweetest tongue most definitely has the sharpest tooth.
Red Riding Hood has won a Watty. Thank you all.
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