Victoria Kitts
Rough Draft
Writer Project

Okay, let me make this clear…my name is Golden Lox. With a name like that why would I break into those stupid Bear’s house? Also let me make this clear…they are not grizzly bears as the story says. They are just regular people with the last name Bear. I don’t know how that part was twisted around. Do you really think I am that stupid as to go break into some huge, mean, hungry bear’s house and offer myself for his dinner? That’s what I thought, plus I didn’t sleep in their beds or eat their porridge. Okay back to my story, see I was skipping through the village with my MD turned up real high to Sugar Ray when out of nowhere comes this dog and to get out of his way I jump. That part was cool but the landing is what I’m not so proud of. Well to spare you the details let me just say my backside was a little sore after that. I went home so that I could listen to the new CD I just bought…you know the greatest hits of 1999 or whatever its called. As soon as I’m safely locked in my room my Ma yells, “Goldie, would you go pick up that honey I ordered from Mrs. Bear the other day?” So as not to fight with my mom I jumped off my bed and grabbed my Mambo Number 5 CD and ran out of our cottage. As soon as I left our part of the woods I slowed down for two reasons, firstly, the obvious, I was tired and secondly whenever, I ran my Discman would skip! I walked really slowly after that because I was really in no hurry to get to that scary house, on the chalky white path, in the middle of a circle of trees. Then this ugly, smelly, gray wolf pops up out of a log and sweetly asks,
“Where are you going little girl”? So as not to be rude I said, “No where in particular” and mumbled UGLY under my breath.
“What was that?” Snapped the wolf, then he pulled out his wallet and checked this little picture book thing.
“Oh darn, not again, I must have the wrong little girl! Do you know who Little Red is?” I’m thinking, Little Red…as in Little Red Riding Hood? Then it suddenly all clicked. I must be in the wrong part of the woods or maybe he was in the wrong story. “Are you looking for Grandma’s house, Wolfie?” I asked. He nodded hopefully. “Are you gonna eat Grandma, Wolfie?” I continued,
“Not before I eat you!” he yelled. I’m thinking umm…no and I ran as fast I could until I came to these three, small, similar, shaped houses. The first made out of straw…oh not again, I’m in the wrong story! I ran and I ran until I came to this nasty, looking cottage in a circle of trees. I knocked on the door three times, really loud and every thing but I guess they didn’t hear me. This might also have something to do with the fact that, Mrs. Bear is a little hard of hearing and Mr. Bear and Jimmy Bear are so lazy they wouldn’t even get up if it was the pizza man at the door! I stuck my head in the kitchen window where I knew Mrs. Bear would be baking pies or making honey.
“Mrs. Bear,” I yelled in to the open window making the elderly lady jump.
“Just one minute, Jimmy honey, I’ll be right there with your porridge.” Oh no, what do I do now, she already left the kitchen. I knocked on the door again at least twelve times making sure they would hear me. “I could have sworn I heard something” came a worried voice from the kitchen. I ran back towards the window and saw it was Mrs. Bear with a big bowl of porridge shaking her head back and forth quickly.
“I know I hear something” she mumbled over and over. I had had enough of it at this point, I climbed in through the open window. “Oh hello dear.” Said Mrs. Bear confused.
“How did you get in and what do you want?” I felt bad for the old woman especially because she really was no spring chicken!
“I’m only here to pick up the honey my mother ordered, I didn’t mean to alarm you,” I said sweetly. Mrs. Bear nodded and then walked out of the room. She returned about 2 minutes later carrying a very large shotgun.
“ I know what you want you thief, she screamed, you want all our gold and silver but just to let you know, we don’t got none so get out.” I jumped out that window quicker then you could say ‘Shoo.’
Twenty minutes later I was still sitting out side of the house chewing on my finger nails when all three of them went for a walk. So as not to make my mamma mad I clambered into the kitchen through the window. There was a jar marked, *Mrs. Lox* to be collected by Goldie. The only problem was that the jar was empty. Oh no what was I to do? I thought quickly, then it came to me… the three bowls of porridge. I ran into the den to see if I could scrape the remains of their lunch into the jar so Mamma wouldn’t get that angry. There were three chairs lined up in front of the television with three little tables in front of each. I sat down in the biggest chair to scrape Mr. Bear’s lunch. Oh no! There was none left, so I climbed into Mrs. Bear’s chair but there was none left either! Lastly I sat down in Jimmy’s chair… the whole thing broke with one big crack, and now my backside hurt even more! Any way I looked in his bowl and saw it was completely full with lovely porridge. I felt as if I had struck gold when I heard the familiar voice of Mrs. Bear,
“Oh where has that jar gotten to?” Quick as I could I ran up the stairs to the bedroom. I jumped onto the bed and opened the window ready to jump out when I realized I was three floors up. I walked down one set of stairs into Jimmy’s room. It looked exactly like an average kid’s room but Jimmy was no average kid. He was thirty five years old and taller then a drainpipe. I sat on the edge of his bed and began to cry. I was going to get caught and you know what they do to people who break into other people houses and break their stuff! Then Jimmy walked into his bathroom not even noticing me! He walked out with a pile of dirty laundry. Quick as I could I jumped down onto the floor and counted to ten slowly. 1-2-3-4-5 YUCK…. A dirty sock landed smack in my face. The smell was so bad I almost passed out. “WOW, how far did you walk today…?” I couldn’t help saying. Luckily Jimmy didn’t hear me and had already flopped down on his bed. I did a belly crawl, like they taught us at army camp. (Don’t ask…my mom made me go, when a whole bunch of bullies started picking on me. She thought it would help me learn how to fight.) “Hey, you”, Jimmy sat upright in his bed sucking his thumb, stop…you’re the one Mamma saw earlier.” Uh-oh no I’m in trouble, I thought. I stood up and dashed down the stairs and out of door leaving the jar behind. I ran and ran until I got back going past the wolf who was asking a new little girl for directions, past the three similar shaped houses, and then finally back into my safe quiet room. Then my Ma sticks her head in my door and says, “Goldie honey, I know you just got back but would you please go back to the Bears and pick up the jar I ordered from Mrs. Bear last week?” I’m thinking no, but I know if I say it I’ll get in so much trouble. So I dragged my self up and grabbed for my, oh shoot I left my diskman at the Bear’s house sitting out side! It had my name written on it, they could trace me so easily with the technology these days. I was too scared to move. Ma was like, “Goldie what the heck is the matter with you?” I flopped onto my bed and yelled, “they’re gonna put me in one of those home for delinquents.” Ma just looked confused, “Who, w-what have y-you done, no…wait don’t answer that!” I rolled of my bed onto the floor making sure the blankets covered my head. “I broke into the Bears house to get the honey you ordered mamma,” I mumbled. “Oh wow, that is really big!” Mamma said stumbling back onto the bed. “We are just going to have to go and tell them what you have done!” So the two of us, mamma, and me walked arm in arm to Mrs. Bear’s house. Mamma smacked her fist real hard against the door three times. -Boom Boom Boom- it sounded. “Just a minute, came a voice from within, your supper will be there in just one second.” Hmm…that was poor, old, confused Mrs. Bear again telling her son and spouse she would serve them their food.
“Oh no, Mamma said quietly, is this how it went before Goldie?” I nodded my head slowly thinking what to do next.
“I climbed in through that window mamma, should I do that again.”
“Yes, I suppose you should” mamma said. I made yet another ungraceful entrance and stumbled in the open window. There stood Mrs. Bear staring at me in disgust.
“You again? I thought I made myself clear. Get out of my house…no wait…Hank, there is a intruder.
“Shh… Lory the game is on”. Mrs. Bear looked hurt. Not even her own husband with help her with someone who “wanted to kill her.” Just then mamma climbed in the open window.
“Baby, lets get a move on.” Mamma pulled herself up and then saw who I was talking to. “Oh my, I must have the wrong house, G’bye!” With that mamma was back out the window. I followed her out screaming as I landed in a cold puddle of water. Jimmy and his five year old friend looked out his window and screamed
“Hey you, get out or paddling pool.” I looked down and I was sitting in a little paddling pool. Jimmy’s friend Tay-Tay jumped out of his balcony window into the shallow pool. He broke his neck and some how died! Since mamma was gone and I was the only one at the scene of the crime I was arrested for pushing a five-year-old boy off of the second floor into a shallow pool! Mamma didn’t even bail me out! So here I am, sitting in my cell waiting for the day I have a visitor or maybe until I just get out. They didn’t mention that in Goldie Lox and the Three Bears did they?