Once upon a time there lived three little black sheep.
They had built a house so that they could live in it together. There was a river on their property and there was a bridge over the river.
The first morning when they woke up all the grass had died on one side of the river so they crossed the bridge, when the first little black sheep was half way over the river they heard a rumble.
From under the bridge a voice called
“It is me! the mighty big troll.”
So the three little black sheep went
back inside and were very hungry.

The next morning they went to the bridge very, very early, to buy some some bacon and egg’s while the Troll was still asleep.
They tiptoed through the ditch hoping troll wouldn’t hear them.
But from under the bridge a voice called
“It is me! the mighty big troll.” And if you come over my bridge I will eat you up So the three little black sheep went home and were very very hungry

and then built a house and lived happily ever after.The end.
By Tahlei Grierson. The end.