I ran as fast as my stubbly little hooves would go. Gary said my running was "higgledly-piggledly", but Gary's dead now.My tree had fallen. It wasn't strong enough. Stronger than Gary's straw hut, strong enough to give me a chance to run, but that was all.
Ralph stared wide-eyed at me through the window of his brick house.
"Let me in!"
A tear ran down Ralph's cheek. He didn't open the door.
The wolf's breath was hot on my neck.
"Your choice, little piggy. I'll eat you any way you want."
I tried to choose something quick.
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