Hello guys, actually i had an idea and thought of writing it. Actually it maybe childish but maybe some people will enjoy this fairytale. It's about riddhima as a brave child.

So let's start,

Once upon a time there was a brave girl called Riddhima Singh. She was on the way to see her friend Vansh Raisinghania, when she decided to take a short cut through The Amazon Rainforest.

It wasn't long before Riddhima got lost. She looked around, but all she could see were trees. Nervously, she felt into her bag for her favourite toy, Mr Teddy, but Mr Teddy was nowhere to be found! Riddhima began to panic. She felt sure she had packed Mr Teddy. To make matters worse, she was starting to feel hungry.

Unexpectedly, she saw a wicked wolf dressed in a red coat disappearing into the trees.

"How odd!" thought Riddhima.

For the want of anything better to do, she decided to follow the peculiarly dressed wolf. Perhaps it could tell him the way out of the forest.

Eventually, Riddhima reached a clearing. In the clearing were three houses, one made from cauliflower, one made from jelly babies and one made from biscuits.

Riddhima could feel her tummy rumbling. Looking at the houses did nothing to ease her hunger.

"Hello!" she called. "Is anybody there?"

Nobody replied.

Riddhima looked at the roof on the closest house and wondered if it would be rude to eat somebody else's chimney. Obviously it would be impolite to eat a whole house, but perhaps it would be considered acceptable to nibble the odd fixture or lick the odd fitting, in a time of need.

A cackle broke through the air, giving Riddhima a fright. A witch jumped into the space in front of the houses. She was carrying a cage. In that cage was Mr Teddy!

"Mr Teddy!" shouted Riddhima. She turned to the witch. "That's my toy!"

The witch just shrugged.

"Give Mr Teddy back!" cried Riddhima.

"Not on your nelly!" said the witch.

"At least let Mr Teddy out of that cage!"

Before she could reply, two wicked wolves rushed in from a footpath on the other side of the clearing. Riddhima recognised the one in the red coat that she'd seen earlier. The witch seemed to recognise him too.

"Hello Big Wolf," said the witch.

"Good morning." The wolf noticed Mr Teddy. "Who is this?"

"That's Mr Teddy," explained the witch.

"Ooh! Mr Teddy would look lovely in my house. Give it to me!" demanded the wolf.

The witch shook her head. "Mr Teddy is staying with me."

"Um... Excuse me..." Riddhima interrupted. "Mr Teddy lives with me! And not in a cage!"

Big Wolf ignored her. "Is there nothing you'll trade?" he asked the witch.

The witch thought for a moment, then said, "I do like to be entertained. I'll release him to anybody who can eat a whole front door."

Big Wolf looked at the house made from biscuits and said, "No problem, I could eat an entire house made from biscuits if I wanted to."

"That's nothing," said the next wolf. "I could eat two houses."

"There's no need to show off," said the witch. Just eat one front door and I'll let you have Mr Teddy."

Riddhima watched, feeling very worried. She didn't want the witch to give Mr Teddy to Big Wolf. She didn't think Mr Teddy would like living with a wicked wolf, away from her house and all her other toys.

The other one wolves watched while Big Wolf put on his bib and withdrew a knife and fork from his pocket.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Big Wolf. "Just you watch!"

Big Wolf pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from jelly babies. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

Eventually, Big Wolf started to get bigger - just a little bit bigger at first. But after a few more fork-fulls of jelly babies, he grew to the size of a large snowball - and he was every bit as round.

"Erm... I don't feel too good," said Big Wolf.

Suddenly, he started to roll. He'd grown so round that he could no longer balance!

"Help!" he cried, as he rolled off down a slope into the forest.

Big Wolf never finished eating the front door made from jelly babies and Mr Teddy remained trapped in the witch's cage.

Average Wolf stepped up, and approached the house made from biscuits.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Average Wolf. "Just you watch!"

Average Wolf pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from biscuits. She gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

After a while, Average Wolf started to look a little queasy. She grew greener...

...and greener.

A woodcutter walked into the clearing. "What's this bush doing here?" he asked.

"I'm not a bush, I'm a wolf!" said Average Wolf.

"It talks!" exclaimed the woodcutter. "Those talking bushes are the worst kind. I'd better take it away before somebody gets hurt."

"No! Wait!" cried Average Wolf, as the woodcutter picked her up. But the woodcutter ignored her cries and carried the wolf away under his arm.

Average Wolf never finished eating the front door made from biscuits and Mr Teddy remained trapped in the witch's cage.

"That's it," said the witch. "I win. I get to keep Mr Teddy."

"Not so fast," said Riddhima. "There is still one front door to go. The front door of the house made from cauliflower. And I haven't had a turn yet.

"I don't have to give you a turn!" laughed the witch. "My game. My rules."

The woodcutter's voice carried through the forest. "I think you should give her a chance. It's only fair."

"Fine," said the witch. "But you saw what happened to the wolves. She won't last long."

"I'll be right back," said Riddhima.

"What?" said the witch. "Where's your sense of impatience? I thought you wanted Mr Teddy back."

Riddhima ignored the witch and gathered a hefty pile of sticks. She came back to the clearing and started a small camp fire. Carefully, she broke off a piece of the door of the house made from cauliflower and toasted it over the fire. Once it had cooked and cooled just a little, she took a bite. She quickly devoured the whole piece.

Riddhima sat down on a nearby log.

"You fail!" cackled the witch. "You were supposed to eat the whole door."

"I haven't finished," explained Riddhima. "I am just waiting for my food to go down."

When Riddhima's food had digested, she broke off another piece of the door made from cauliflower. Once more, she toasted her food over the fire and waited for it to cool just a little. She ate it at a leisurely pace then waited for it to digest.

Eventually, after several sittings, Riddhima was down to the final piece of the door made from cauliflower. Carefully, she toasted it and allowed it to cool just a little. She finished her final course. Riddhima had eaten the entire front door of the house made from cauliflower.

The witch stamped her foot angrily. "You must have tricked me!" she said. "I don't reward cheating!"

"I don't think so!" said a voice. It was the woodcutter. He walked back into the clearing, carrying his axe. "This little girl won fair and square. Now hand over Mr Teddy or I will chop your broomstick in half."

The witch looked horrified. She grabbed her broomstick and placed it behind her. Then, huffing, she opened the door of the cage.

Riddhima hurried over and grabbed Mr Teddy, checking that her favourite toy was all right. Fortunately, Mr Teddy was unharmed.

Riddhima thanked the woodcutter, grabbed a quick souvenir, and hurried on to meet Vansh. It was starting to get dark.

When Riddhima got to Vansh's house, her friend threw his arms around her.

"I was so worried!" cried Vansh. "You are very late."

As Riddhima described her day, she could tell that Vansh didn't believe her. So she grabbed a napkin from her pocket.

"What's that?" asked Vansh.

Riddhima unwrapped a doorknob made from jelly babies. "Pudding!" she said.

Vansh almost fell off his chair.

The End

Guys do tell me what you think about my childish and strange idea

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