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The east side of the forest lived a lovely little girl, she was gentle and generous, smiled with two mesmerizing dimples, everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood. Little Red Riding Hood actually does not know why she called Little Red Riding Hood, perhaps because she grew up wearing a brightly colored big red robe. This big red robe is Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother hand-sewn to Little Red Riding Hood, she instructed Little Red Riding Hood must always wear, can not be taken off. Granny was a kindly witch and lived on the west side of the forest, where Little Red Riding Hood lived with her mother. Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother was a very powerful person; she could cure a mute lark with dew; she could join a hunter's broken leg with flowers; and she could heal a child's blind eye with river water. But she was so powerful that she could not find Little Red Riding Hood's father. Little Red Riding Hood had only seen her mother and grandmother since she was a little girl. Her father, she was told, had wandered into the forest and gotten lost. Little Red Riding Hood asked her grandmother to use her magic to look for her father, and she told Little Red Riding Hood compassionately, "Father is no longer in this world, he was eaten by the abominable werewolves." Little Red Riding Hood thought to herself that Papa should really be dead, for every time Granny said that Papa had been eaten by a werewolf, her mother was always secretly wiping her tears. One day, Little Red Riding Hood's mom got sick. She was very sick, and she lay on the bed, pale and weak, and confided to Little Red Riding Hood: "Little Red Riding Hood, you go to the west side of the forest to look for your grandmother, whose house is a white house under a very, very tall tree. You take with you a bottle of wine and a cake to visit her, and be polite to her, and trouble her to bring a potion for a trip to cure the tormenting disease." "But, but it is the first time I have ever traveled through the forest alone. I'm afraid, I'm afraid of werewolves." Little Red Riding Hood tugged at her red gown a little torn between her hope that her mother would get better and her fear of the rumored werewolves deep in the forest. "You will be fine Little Red Riding Hood, those werewolves will surely not bully one so sweet as you. Go on, go early and come back early." Mom very reluctantly raised her hand and touched Little Red Riding Hood's face, her eyes full of hope and trust. Little Red Riding Hood picked up her basket and went out with the wine and the cupcakes. She went forward carefully and slowly at first. Listening to the clear song of the larks in the forest and smelling the flowers on both sides of the road. Little Red Riding Hood was so relaxed that she leaped, jumped, ran, and sang along with the larks as if she were on a picnic, forgetting that her mother was still sick. Little Red Riding Hood went on like this to the center of the forest. Here the trees became taller, and the lark's song was a little muffled, and then the owls hooted and hooted, and the flowers thinned out. Little Red Riding Hood became a little frightened, and she ran forward with her head down, hoping to get out of the forest and see her grandmother quickly. Suddenly, Little Red Riding Hood bumped into something furry. She backed up and looked up to see that it was a humanoid fellow with blue eyes like her own, but with a hairy body and a nose and ears like a dog's. "You... Who are you? Are you a werewolf? Are you trying to eat me? Oooooh ...." Little Red Riding Hood cried out in fear as the sunlight filtered through the leaves casting a few sporadic patches of light on the ground, the light fog that filled out on both sides of the road thickening and fading in and out of the patches of light. The fellow stood between the light and the fog, looking at her with eyes as blue as Little Red Riding Hood's. "How could I eat you, my angel. Don't cry, it breaks my heart. Why did you come to the forest alone? Where is your mommy." The werewolf didn't have the rumored bloody mouth or show his glistening fangs, he gently crouched down and pulled away Little Red Riding Hood who had fallen to the ground. "My mother is sick, I have to go to the west side of the forest to find my grandmother, who is a very powerful witch, she will be able to cure my mother." Little Red Riding Hood carefully examined the wine to see that it was not broken, and the cake to see that it was not broken; and as she examined it, she answered this werewolf's questions. "Why won't you eat me, my father was eaten by you?" Little Red Riding Hood suddenly remembered something and moved back a few steps holding the small spanning basket, carefully looking at the werewolf in front of her who was taller than her even in a crouch. "Your dad, eaten by a werewolf? Hahahahaha cough." The werewolf suddenly laughed, hard and loud, so loud that the owls in the forest flew away in fear; so hard that the blue eyes that looked just like his own shed tears. "Didn't your mom tell you? It looks like she shouldn't have told you. I'll send you to your grandmother, there's no one in this forest yet that I can my... you under my protection." The werewolf suddenly picked Red Riding Hood up and stammered about sending Red Riding Hood to her grandmother. "Put me down, you bad, bad man who ate my father." Little Red Riding Hood whacked him on the nose and twisted his ears. The werewolf had no choice but to put Little Red Riding Hood down and walk by herself. And so Little Red Riding Hood strutted ahead, followed not far behind by a werewolf who always wore a grin, a grin that scared off many eyes that glittered in the jungle. The sun became bright again, and the flowers on either side of the road chirped and bloomed as if they had returned from a trip. Little Red Riding Hood saw a very, very tall tree and the white house of her grandmother's house. "Hey Wolfman, I'm here. If it's true what you say, my dad wasn't eaten by you guys. Then you should go, my grandmother is very powerful." Little Red Riding Hood turned to say goodbye to the werewolf. "I've known about her awesomeness for a long time, here's something for you, give it to your mom for me. You must take care of your mom oh." The werewolf threw a ring with a sparkling blue light at Little Red Riding Hood from a distance. "Remember, don't take off the big red robe your grandmother gave you, and be a happy Little Red Riding Hood forever." The werewolf slowly disappeared into the forest, leaving his last words behind. "What happens if you take it off?" Little Red Riding Hood yelled at the forest. "Maybe it'll turn into your father's likeness." The werewolf said with a self-deprecating grin, blinking his eyes that were as blue as Little Red Riding Hood's.