Little Red Riding Hood my Verison

Hi, I’m um, um, the wolf I guess. So I guess I’m supposed to tell you a story. Maybe I will tell you one of my favourite ones. Well, one day I met a little girl and her favourite colour was red, and she asked me (a big furry creature) would I like to come for a cup a tea at her granny's. All I could say was “Yes’” because I was starving. So after we got there I was so tired. It was a five hour walk and I had no PJ’s, so I borrowed some from an old lady. The bed was so rough that it felt like someone was already lying in it, but I didn’t mind. Then, the next minute, the door flung open, but nothing came out. Then I felt the bed move as I moved my feet and started to kick. Somebody screamed and I got such a fright that I fell off the bed. Did anyone notice the women in the bed? Then I looked a bit closer and saw that she looked like that girl I met. But I can’t lie. I ate her. But then Little Red Riding Hood came in with her hood ripped and her hair cut. She also had a shotgun. I hid but she found me and “boom!” I was dead.