Little Red Riding Hood's Dance Party by Sophie

Hundreds of years ago, in the woods far away, there was a girl who just loved to boogy on the dance floor. Her name was Little Dance Hood, well actually that was her nick name. Her real name was Little Red Riding Hood.

One day Little Red Riding Hood was feeling in a boogy mood so she sent out some invites for a dance party to all of her friends in the woods. While Little Red Riding Hood was sending out the invites, a BIG FAT HAIRY wolf came walking along happily. When he heard other people were happy, he did not like it one bit. The wolf dressed up as a young girl. He then gracefully skipped over to Little Red Riding Hood and said politely. "I overheard you saying you were having a dance party".

"Yes, tonight," exclaimed Little Red Riding Hood.

"Well if there is enough room could you let one more come?" The wolf said sweetly.

"Sure, THE more the merrier, isn't that what they say?" She said sweetly.

That afternoon, Little Red Riding Hood bought a disco ball to hang up on the roof. She also bought a little pink dress to wear that night.

Later on she blew up almost one hundred balloons that were all different colours and put them all around the house for decoration. She then put up the disco ball, the house looked fantastic. All of a sudden she heard a knock at the door." Who is it?" she asked.

"We're here for the dance party," her friends said in excited voices.

"One moment", she said. Little Red Riding Hood ran off to her room and put on her party dress that she had especially bought for that night. Once she was done she ran and opened the door. The DJ put on some music and they all started to dance, until there was another knock at the door. Little Red Riding Hood went over to the door. It was the little girl (THE BIG BAD WOLF) "I'm ready to boogy", the wolf exclaimed.

A few moments later the wolf decided he would take off his wig and scare Little Red Riding Hood. So he hid behind the DJ stand. There he took off his wig. The DJ happened to see the nasty wolf so he smashed a record on his head. The wolf got such a big fright that he ran home to his mother crying. He never bothered Little Red Riding Hood again.