Goldilocks' Trip

[Disobedience leads to horrific nightmare]

"Those guys, always telling me what to do. Who do they think they are, anyway?"

"Goldi? Goldi, where are you?" Her father called. "We must leave for the Smiths on the other side of the forest in ten minutes, and we all have to go together. Ya hear?"

"Daddy, I'm old enough and good enough in the forest to meet you there, and you know it. Why can't you let me leave for their house alone through the forest?"

"You're far too young; besides, wild animals are out there. Especially that family of bears; we often see them eating berries while we're out in the morning, picking berries for our jams and pies," Mommy said.

"Fine. I'll be in my room until it's time to leave," Goldilocks said.

As she entered her bedroom, she grinned devilishly, knowing that her parents would never dream of their precious daughter wandering off by herself into the forest.

She grabbed her walking stick from the closet. She put on her bonnet and hiking shoes, climbed out the window, and was gone.

She walked in the opposite direction to the Smiths and knew one that her parents would never assume she'd traverse alone in a million years. The deepest and darkest part of the forest.

She didn't get far before realizing she hadn't eaten dinner and was hungry.

"Why did I have to go and try to prove myself without eating first?" She said aloud as tears welled in her big blue eyes. She looked around and didn't know where she was. Jackhammer beats of her heart as beads of sweat broke her brow and back of her neck caused the girl to become dizzy and everything spun so quickly. Her legs gave way and down she went head first into the dirt. Face plant.

The young cub watched with curiosity. Seeing her fall, he was by her side in seconds flat. He looked at her and saw she wasn't moving. He nudged her with his cold, wet nose. Sure to get a reaction, he thought. Still nothing.

He picked her up and took her home. His parents saw him coming through the window and met him at the door.

"Son, what happened? What's wrong with the girl?" Pappa Bear asked.

"I don't know? She was standing there one minute, and the next she toppled over."

"Did she see you junior, and that's why?" Mamma Bear asked.

"No, I swear."

"Well, come on, we'll leave her here on the sofa covered up and go for a walk to the stream to see if we can scoop ourselves some dinner since these pies need to cool anyway," Mamma Bear said.

The bears covered Goldilocks up nicely and off they went. Only Goldilocks faked being passed out. She opened her eyes and stared about the place.

"I could use this place as a playhouse," she said. "But how?" Her mind started turning on ways she could scare the bear out of their home and away for good. She noticed the breakfast table was set and the porridge bowls were full, ready to be eaten. She also noticed the different-sized chairs in front of each bowl. Then she took a walk upstairs and saw the beds. She noticed the same scenario as the one for the chairs downstairs. The beds were all different sizes.

The second activity she completed was jumping from chair to chair. The largest one was too big, the next-sized one was also too big, and the last one broke under her weight.

She returned downstairs and ate from the largest bowl. She no sooner had the porridge on her lips, and she knew it was a mistake. The porridge was too much and kept its heat. Same with the second bowl, but the third bowl tasted just to her liking.

Once she finished eating the delicious porridge, she felt sleepy and headed upstairs, where she remembered seeing the beds. Each bed was too large until she came to the last one that suited her just right.

She jumped in and fell asleep. She awoke to the noise downstairs of the bears returning home from their fishing expedition. They were grumpy because there were no fish biting and they had returned empty-handed.

"That girl? Where is she?" little bear said.

"She must've woke up and headed home." Mamma Bear said.

"Yeah, but not before she sampled all of our porridge," Pappa Bear said.

"You can say that again, Pappa, she ate all mine." Little Bear said. Teary eyed. "And she broke my chair, too."

"Don't you fret we've got plenty of wood here in the forest and I'll have another one made in no time." Pappa Bear said.

They sat to eat and Mamma and Pappa shared their porride with Little Bear.

Since they were eating, Goldilocks thought this was her chance to get away without being chased. She would just run down the stairs and out the front door into the forest. Before she could enact her plan the bear were heading up the stairs for their naps.

Goldilocks panicked. The bear got closer and closer to her. She frantically looked for a place to hide. Jumping out the window frightened her because it was too high.

The bear arrived to see her feet scramble underneath the largest bed.

She did not realize this and thought she was in the clear. When Pappa Bear picked up the matress and exposed her, she screamed, jumped up, punched Mamma Bear in the gut, and then kicked Junior before she took two steps at a time to descend them and head out into the forest.

"Goldi, what are you doing so close to the bear's house? Don't you know that it's dangerous getting so close to them?" Her father said.

"Yes, Daddy."

"What are you doing here then?" Her mother asked.

"Yeah, and why did you run away from our home after I explicitly told you no, you were not going into the forest alone?" Her father said. A condescending and scolding tone in his voice.

"I cannot believe that instead of being happy about finding me, all you can do is criticize me. Your focus is off, and you never learnt a thing while panicking about my whereabouts, did you?"

"No, dear, I learned my lesson; my question is, did you learn yours?"