Crimson Snow

The girl

Dressed in red

The sweetest person the town ever had

Her mother once asked

For her to go to her grandmother’s shed

“Don’t go into the forest, it is dangerous.”

She said.

Snow was falling, but still, the girl went

She walked and walked,

but in the end she got lost

She found a man with an alluring scent  

Before she could utter a single word,

she slipped on the frost

He helped her, saying,

“Why are you walking in the forest?

It’s snowing!”

The girl explained where she was going

So the man smiled, nodding

And led her through the forest,

with the girl following

The man disappeared

And never once reappeared

That was what the girl thought

Little did she know of the wolf’s plot

As she got in the shed,

For her grandmother she asked

But what she found instead

Was the woman dead

The girl fell to her knees and cried

She heard a noise and looked back,

wide eyed

She saw a wolf walking inside

She knew she couldn’t run,

so she sat and cried

As the wolf walked closer

She felt the air getting colder

The last sound she heard

“You should’ve listened to your mother”

Then her life was over

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