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A Fractured Tale:True Tale of 3 Billy Goats

By: Aria M.
Virginia, Age 13

Everyone thinks I am the evil troll from the three billy goats gruff. I am from that story but you donĂt know the half of the tale. IĂm not your regular troll. I am not mean or scary. In fact I got kicked out of troll school. So then I ran to hide forever under my bridge playing video games. I have been alone for so many years, and all I want is a friend or two.
So one day a little helpless goat came with a soft ˘clip, clopping, clip, clopping÷ over my bridge. I wasnĂt about to let this chance to have a friend pass me by. So I hoped up to the top of my bridge to find a little goat.
I asked,÷ Want to come down under my bridge to play video games or be my friend?÷
He looked at me and ran back in the direction he came from screaming, ˘Wait till I get my bigger brother to come beat you up!÷
I mean I may not be the easiest creature to look at, but itĂs not like I was going to eat him. I mean thatĂs just gross. I am a vegetarian for crying out loud.
So I went back down to under my bridge and started playing video games alone again.
A few hours later I heard a louder ÷clip, clopping, clip, clopping÷ over my bridge. Of course I wasnĂt about to let this chance to have a friend pass me by. So I hopped to the top of my bridge to find a slightly bigger goat.
So once again I asked, ÷Want to come down under my bridge to play video games or be my friend?÷
He took one glance at me and ran off screaming, ÷Wait till I get my bigger brother to come beat you up!÷
I felt bad for the little guy because I didnĂt mean to scare him away. Feeling alone I went down under my bridge to go play video games all by myself
Soon enough I heard a heavy ÷clip, clopping, clip, clopping÷ over my bridge. Once again I hoped to make a friend with this little goat. So I hoped up on top of my bridge and to my surprise I found a huge strong billy goat.
He said, ˘Have you been bullying my little billy goat brothers?÷
I replied,÷ No I wanted them to come under my bridge and play video games with me.÷
He must not of believed me because he backed up a little and charged at me with his head lowered as if he was going to ram me.
˘ Stop, stop,÷ I screamed.
Next thing I knew I was flying threw the air as fast as a cannonball launched out of a cannon.
It was a rough landing, and I was lost and once again alone. It took me days to find my way home, but when I did I found my video games smashed and all of my vegetables in my fridge gone. This really made me furious. I went after those little hoofed devils. They were not easy to find but when I found them they were ready to fight me.
I told them, ˘I donĂt want to fight but I just want my video games and some friends.÷
They ignored me and they refused to get me a new game system. So they pounced on me and started ramming me back and forth. I was getting dizzy when the biggest billy goat brother rammed me back to last week. I ended up lost again and when I found my way home I saved up for a new game system.
I never forgave those little four legged jerks. If I ever heard a ˘ clip, clapping, clip, clappingĂĂ over my bridge I wouldnĂt even bother asking for a friend.
So now I just stay under my bridge all alone not so happily ever after.