Goldilocks was a little girl who lost track of time in the forest
She wandered there with butterflies in her gsir, feeling as light as a feather. Filled with Awe, she only saw the beauty of life around her.
She heard herself gasp, when she had a glimpse, of a beautiful cottage ahead of her. She squinted her eyes and saw smoke arise while the scent of flowers overwhelmed her.
She moved closer with care, full to the brim with wonder.
O My, O My, she let a sigh, is there anyone home, I wonder?
She walked up to the door with a song in her heart the aroma of porridge delighting her.
She gently knocked with her tiny fist, and boldly called out;
"Hello hello, Is anyone home my name is Goldilocks,
Please may I enter? ”
She listened eagerly for an answer!
Now being a child in her innocent mind, her curiosity got the better.
She pushed in the door just to see more, forgetting her beautiful manners.
She noticed a table and three lovely chairs, soft cushions and matching curtains
The light beamed through the windows completely catching her attention.
She got carried away, and wanted to stay, to remember the peace ever after.
The house was warm like a memory of home and the hunger had just come upon her.
She sat herself down and ate up a whole big bowl of porridge.
Now being very small, she didn't think much at all, she felt a tiredness coming over her. Her tired little legs had trudged through a mighty big forest.
She let out a big yawn, and walked down the hall and noticed a bed beckoning her. She answered the call for nature knows all, and soon she was curled up in blankets.
She was out for the count when she heard a loud noise, sounds of someone weeping.
She woke up with a start and a fast beating heart, thudding feet moving towards her. Three angry bears were standing there, they were looking for answers.
"Who's been eating my porridge?"
And, " who has broken my chair!"
And "who's that sleeping in my bed?"
The baby bear cried and my porridge is all gone
Ya! Ya! Ya!
" So goldilocks ran as fast as her little legs could carry her. She ran all the way home, her heart in her hand, a scratch on her knee, her beautiful curls tossed about her
As she entered her home she cried out loud...
" Oh mummy, mummy, you won't believe there's a mummy and Dadfy and a baby bear in a beautiful cottage."
in the forest."
This was my most loved fairytale from childhood.
This was pretty much what I imagined and remember.,.staying a child for another day.
hope you enjoy it and don't find it stoo silly.,
I'll always love it anyway.