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The Red Ridinghood & The Red Ribbon

Novel By: breanye
Romance



In this book the charactors are not meant to be mistake for real people in real life. The people potrayed in this book is not the authors fault sorry for the mistaken charactoristics.

in this story life is so nice for Roslyn Gofrey she sees the world differently than everybody else...except for her best friend Shiloh Davison they grew up together since she was eight and he was ten. they lived in small huts wooden and molded from age out in the forest when life was being built. little did they know love wasn't meant forever...when a mother wants more when others provide. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Aug 3, 2011    Reads: 3    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


While we were walking in the woods we heard a cry...that sounded more like a scream once we got closer, and closer to the vilage. When we were there Shiloh split from me once a women had aproached. He kissed me on last time before disappearing, and walked of without another word or a good-bye. The women that appeared was my mom and she had a basket with her full of bread and spices along with potatos, and she spoke. "My dear, I need you to do me a favor?" she was happy to day like anyother day my granmother made potato soup with seasoned bread. I smelled the bread and the seasonings as they came together I imagined taking that first bite. The crunchy bread soft against my lips...the taste of the bread crunching in my mouth so soft and delicate there was no word for such a delight. I was interrupted in my thought, by my mother.

"Roslyn I need you to do me a favor please....I need for you to go to your grandmothers and deliver this to her and ask if she needs anymore I have plenty. Can you do this for me?" I nodded. She handed me the basket and my red riding hood and my red ribbon. As I put the hood on my mother tied the ribbon to my neck, handed me the basket, and sent me of on my way to my grandmothers house.

I was half way to my grandmas when Shiloh had came up behind me and scared me by picking me up by my hips, and awung me around. Making me laugh, I knew it was him all along...because he's the only one to ever do that....with a suprize attack. "BOO! Gottcha. So what did your mom want? Shes got you walking the woods without your loving friend." I was blushing, and he grind at my smile.





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