Susan and the three bears

A young lady with long blonde hair was walking through a forest, when she canced upon a house, which resided in a clearing. This house was about the size of a council house, but this young lady thought that it wasn't a council house, as she had never seen a council house with windows as shiny, but as she hadn't seen every council house, she couldn't be sure.1

This young lady's name happened to be Goldylocks, but as she didn't like that, on account that everyone called her that because of her hair, we shall call her Susan, which she finds much nicer.2

Susan catiously approached, and knocked on the door, after checking carefully in case there was a knocker or bell for her to use, rather than knocking on the wood. She knew that talking to strangers was wrong, but she thought that asking for directions wasn't exactly talking. 3

There was no reply, but the door swung inwards. Having seen no-one in the near vincinity, and a car parked outside( I sharn't say what type here, as it could lead to teasing or bullying) Susan decided to enter and see if anything was wrong. She knew that ordinarily, she should not enter someone's house while they are not around, but decided that this time it would be a good idea.4

The hallway was dim, but she did not turn on the lights, to save energy( and hopefully the planet, but she thought that that one was probably highly unlikely). She took off her shoes, so that she did not traipse mud all through the house, and looked around. There were more signs that the family who lived here did not live on benifits. Flowers were neatly arranged in large pots, and the carpet was thick underfoot. Checking the water level in the flowers instinctivly, Susan saw that they were nearly out of water. She entered the kitchen to try to find a watering jug to water the flowers. 5

After watering all the flowers, she returned the jug to the kitchen shelf she had found it on. Looking around, she saw something like porrage in three bowls on the rough wooden table. However, without actually trying it, she couldn't be sure that it was porriage. Also on the ground floor was a room Susan thought might be the sitting room, as it had three chairs, and a bookcase full of books. Upstairs there were two rooms. One of them appeared to be a bedroom, as it had three beds in it; the other was a bathroom, complete with a sink, bath, toilet and shower.6

Going back downstairs, Susan's stomach let her know that she was hungry. If she stayed to apologise, surely the occupants of the house wouldn't mind her eating some of the food that looked like porriage? Her mind made up, Susan went back into the kitchen. Sitting on one of the chairs in the room, Susan felt uncomfortable, as the chair was too hard. She tried some of the food. It was porriage, and it was also too salty. Sighing, she got up and sat down in the next chair. It too was uncomfortable, this time because it was too soft. She sank down in it, and had to struggle to get up to a position she could try the porriage. It was too sweet. Pulling a face, she tried the next chair. It was a bit on the small side, but Susan wasn't complaining. She tried the porriage. It was perfect, so she ate it all up, every last bit. Then, she felt tired. It had been such a long day. She decided to go upstairs and try out the beds. After all, if she offered to pay the occupants, or help them for a while, they couldn't complaign that much? Mind made up again, she decided to try the beds. The first bed was too hard, so she got out of it, and tried to make the bed again. The second bed was too soft, so she got up and again, tried to make the bed. The third bed was just right, and so she snuggled down and went to sleep.7

When the occupants of the house came back, they were amazed to see the front door open, and Susan's shoes neatly lined up against one wall. They entered the kitchen, and saw that someone had eaten all the child's porriage. They were all very annoyed, but wern't as annoyed as they might have been, because of the shoes and the watered flowers. They then went upstairs to try to find the person who had entered the house. Entering the bedroom, everyone was irritated to see the state of their bed, but none more so that the child, who's ben Susan was sleeping in. Susan at this point woke up, and saw the occupants of the house.8

"Hello, um, I'm very sorry to have entered your house like this, and made suah a mess of things, is there anything I can do to make it up?" Susan said in a rush, feeling decidedly unkept next to the family that were looking down at her.9

Mother looked at Father, who looked down at the child, who was looking at at Susan with awe in his eyes.10

"We could do with an au pair," Father said eventually. Susan beamed. Finally, her mother might be proud of her for getting herself a job, like she was always being told to.