1. Hello, my name is A.J. Wolf and no one I mean no one has ever
heard the true story of the three little pigs. Alright, I was sitting
in my lounge watching TV when the fire went out. I had run out
of firewood. I was in the lounge because I was sick so when the
fire went out I knew that the pigs would have wood. I went to the
first pig’s place and said, ‘Little pig, do you have any firewood or
any pinecones?’ No answer and I coughed but the house did not
fall down so I went to the second pig’s house. I said the exact
same thing. Then I coughed again and the house did not fall
down so I went to the third pig’s place. He was in bed. Then I
saw a wood shop, found some wood and went home. Guess what
the pigs did the next day? They smashed their houses down to
make you think I did it and they ate my brother and said it was
me. So that’s the true story.
By AC