Goldilocks and the Three Pigs

Goldilocks and the Three Pigs

Once upon a time there was this rich high school girl named Goldilocks. She lived in a mansion that her parents bought her for her eighteenth birthday; up in Beverly Hills. One day she decided to go on a neighborhood walk. She gathered her friends and they went on a stroll through rich neighborhood, talking about they latest shopping trips. After about twenty minutes they decided they had their work out for the day and parted their separate ways.

Upon arriving to her house, Goldilocks found her front door busted down and quite a mess in the front yard. There were several holes dug in her yard and half of the bushes had been pulled out of the ground. At first Goldilocks thought that she was being robbed, but after thinking about it, she just figured it was her ex-boyfriend Steve or some jealous freshman girls trying to start trouble. She decided to go inside to try to catch the culprit in the act, and entered the house.

"Is there anyone here?" she asked

There was no reply, "Steve is that you?" she asked again

After still getting no reply she decided that she was safe, for if there was anyone in the house, they wouldn't be there much longer knowing she was now home. She continued on to her kitchen, to find an even bigger mess. Her cabinets were all opened and food covered the floor. Immediately she called her maid and demanded that she get to her house, and clean this mess up. The maid explained that she was with her family, but Goldilocks didn't care, someone had to clean it up. After realizing there was no arguing with Goldilocks, the maid agreed to come and clean it up.

Now that she didn't have to clean up the mess she continued on to her living room. She found her high dollar furniture torn to shreds. She let out a squeal but wasn't worried, because she knew it was on her dad's budget. She then fallowed the messy trail up stairs to her bedroom. She was now expecting a mess, so she opened the door. She was surprised to find her room clean. She knew that whoever was in the house had to of gone upstairs so she continued to check the five other bedrooms. Upon arriving to the third room she found her mess. The Designer bedding had been torn to pieces, and feathers were everywhere.

She noticed something on her bed so she walked closer. "EWW!" she cried out noticing that whatever it was had really dry skin.

She poked it with her shoe. It didn't move, so