little red riding hood apocolypse

little red riding hood apocolypse

Branden
ENG
Story Telling (FD)
10/2/13
Little Red Riding Hood Apocalypse
Once upon a time there was a little girl in the year of 2125. The beginning of the end, where zombies walked the earth during the day and the night. This made living for Little Red a challenge every day. She had a family that consisted of her mother and her grandmother. The three of them had to watch out for each other because this is all she had in her life now.
One day her grandmother had gone out on her own to go get some supplies all by herself. Time passed on and the day had gone and Grandmother still hadn’t returned. Mother told Little Red to go look for your grandmother tomorrow. Little Red had no problem in doing this because she loved her grandmother very much and would do anything to protect her. Little Red wasn’t even intimidated; she had gone on rescue missions all the time and had handled her share of filthy zombies.
The next day she set out and followed her grandmothers tracks all the way to a “Chucky Cheese’s.” She found her at last but she had looked a little strange. Little Red asked her, “Grandma, are you okay?” Moments pass and then a soft murmur came from Grandma, “UhhhhhhHuuuuuuhhh.” Little Red was not curious about her reply because Grandma had said stuff like that before and always followed with, “I’m tired.” So Grandma and Little Red set out for home. When she got home Mother was clearly not happy, not mad either, she seemed frightened at the sight of Grandma.
By this time Grandma had been making funny noises, But Little Red made nothing of the sort. “Little Red, go inside right this second and grab that pin I told you about, Now!” By the time that Little Red had returned Mother and Grandma were wrestling in the dirt, rolling back and forth. Then mother yelled, “Stick Grandma with that pin or she is going to turn me into one of those flesh eating corpses.” Little Red scrambled at the thought of this and pulled the cap off and stuck her with a satisfying...

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