What Really Happened in Little Red Riding Hood’s Story

What Really Happened in Little Red Riding Hood’s Story

Author : Friska Maulani Dewi

(Wolf's POV)

You think you knew the story of little red riding hood?  I think you must consider it once again.  Especially, after you read my story.  Honestly, I'd prefer if no one knew about this, because the story which has been spreading at present ended happily.  However, I was furious with the unrevealed truth.  That's the trouble with people.  They only listened to one side of a story, then they thought that they knew the whole story.  They only saw it in a black and white, good and bad.  However, there were many things in this world that they didn’t know.  You think you know the truth, but you don’t.  Okay, let's we begin to make clear all of this mess.

It all started in one afternoon, three years ago.  I was sleeping under a tree, when suddenly, "Ouch!" I thought it was the fruit of the tree that fell because it rope.  It was you.  You, the little girl who always wore red riding hood, so everyone called you Little Red Riding Hood.  Yeah, it was you again.  All morning you have been slinging rocks at me with your slingshot.  I didn’t know why you did it to me.  What was my fault to you?  You kept threw rocks at me until my head hurt.  Of course no one suspected the the Little Red Riding Hood to be an evil.

Since that incident, I kept lurking you.  Try to found the right time to took my revenged against into you.  And now is the right time for revenged it.  Then I saw you.  A girl who wore a bright red riding hood with the hood brought up your head.  You were walking alone in this dark forest and brought a basket which full of food.  I knew that you want to go to your grandmother’s house which is close to this forest.  I’m a wolf, a natural killer and a creature of the wild.  And as a wolf, my stomach rumbled as the meal came around.  You look so delicious.

I ran as fast as I could.  I have a plan, and my plan was so cunningly.  I would go to your grandmother's house and it was giving me a meal.  I'd be full for the next week.  An old lady and a little girl.  Oh, how perfect it is!

Arriving at the old woman's house.  I was surprised to see you grandmother in the bed.  I approached to eat your grandmother.  However, when I saw her face, I realized.  She was an old woman who helped me when I was hurt because your rocks hit me three years ago. Yeah, you were slinging rocks at me and your grandmother treated me.  Ironic, isn’t it?  And even more ironically, I was intending to killed you and your grandmother.  Your grandmother who has helped me.  How cruel my intention, right?  However, my intention has gone instantly when I saw your grandmother.  I approached your grandmother’s bed.  She was dying.  I wanted to comperisated to her.  I want to helped her.  As your grandmother helped me three years ago.  However, I didn’t know what to do.  I mused for a moment to think of a way that I could do to help your grandmother.  Then, I remembered that in the forest there were some medicinal plant that could possibly cure your grandmother.  I also intended to go back to the forest and looked for that plant.

However, when I wanted to get out of your grandmother's house, you were just arrived at your grandmother's house was very surprised by my presenced there.  You began to scream.  I thought that I would be able to explain myself and my intention to helped your grandmother to you, but no!  You just kept yelling and yelling.  And then, you took the gun and directly pressing the trigger.  So, a hot bullet lodged in the middle of my chest.

Hearing the shouts and the sound of guns, the people around your grandmother's house began to arrived.  You've also made up a story that I was trying to attacked you and your grandmother.  Indeed, I admited that at first I did intending to killed you and your grandmother to have my revenged three years ago.  However, after I had seen the circumstances of your grandmother, my evil intentions vanished.  Unfortunately, I could not explain it to all of the people who wants to know about it.  My life has ended up in your hands.

After that incident, spreaded a story that tells about the tragedy in your grandmother's house.  However, based of your hoax, those people told the story in a way that made me into an evil villain.  In fact, if you all knew the truth (I'm sure after read this story, you know what really happened), you would find that I was not an evil.  I just a victim in all of this mess.