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The Wolf And The Girl

The Wolf And The Girl

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mié, may 18, 2016
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Ficción
Paranormal
Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a little country girl. Her grandmother doted on her. This good woman had a little red riding hood made for her. It suited the girl so extremely well that everybody called her Little Red Riding Hood. The Wolf tricked the girl and-- Wait... That's not the story! Allow me to introduce a new story that will make your views about the story of red riding hood. When two different creatures met and became friends, what future awaits them? As the days went by, their love blossoms. What will they do?
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You think being a girl is easy. Well, I'm going to tell you: it isn't easy. Hell, it's so hard to be a girl. Especially when you live in the time period of King and Queens, with the knights in shining armor. Every guy I come across thinks I need to be swooned, flirted with, and swept off my feet. All of the knights that I was with broke my heart, so I don't trust anyone. Not wanting to break my shield around my heart again. I don't need a knight, but right now I think I could consider needing one. I have run away from home, angry at my parents want me to marry. I decided to grab a basket from the kitchen and running out of the castle, my home. To the meadow I so much adore going to when a bear disturbed my peace, smelling the berries I have picked, chasing after me and the basket.

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