Wolf Saw

JT

8/10/06

English IV

The Three Little Pigs

So here I am stuck in a pitch black room. You're probably wondering, "Why in the world are you in a pitch black room?" Well, it's quite a strange story; let me tell it to you.

I woke up early this morning, to get a jump start on my work for the day. I put on my coat and left my house on my way to work. When I got to work, my boss told me there were some violations in progress, and that I needed to assess the situation. You see, I impersonate a building inspector, but I'm really a conman who throws people out of their homes and sells the house to make money for myself. I made my way to where I needed to go, the three little pigs' neighborhood. I got to the first pig's house and discovered it was made out of straw. What an idiot, I thought to myself. I knocked on the door and shouted, "I'm here to inspect your house." Suddenly I heard the pig squealing inside, saying something like, "He's here." Odd, I thought. Then the whole house exploded in front of my eyes, and the little pig went running off into the distance. I didn't know what to do so I went to the next house.

The next house was made of wood. It was a little bit better than the last. "Pig, I want to meet with you about your house!" I shouted. "You want to eat me?" The pig squealed back. I heard laughing and just like the other house, it exploded. I was beginning to wonder what was going on here. The two pigs had escaped again, just like last time. I walked on to the next house.

This one was made of brick. I pounded on the door, and demanded that those little pigs come out right now. "The door is broken, you'll have to come through the chimney; it's the only other way." It felt weird

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