The three billy goats gruff

By Adam Moorhouse

One day there was three billy goats gruff a little billy goat gruff a middle size billy goat gruff and a great billy goat gruff. The three billy goats gruff needed food to stay alive but the three billy goats had to cross a brig.  A big bad troll with sharp teeth and I all so forgot the three billy goats wonted to see in the middle of the mountain.

All of a sudden an extremely hairy troll jumped up onto the bridge with a big bit of dead skin in his jaw. The little billy goat backed back the troll jumped at little billy goat and escaped with a few scratches. Magically the troll appeared in front of middle billy goat gruff. The troll dived at middle sized billy goat. He raced across to the fresh green grass. Middle sized billy goat threw grass in the air the troll made a humongous hole in the bridge. All of a sudden great big billy goat gruff shoved his head near his tummy. Middle sized billy goat and little billy goat said “a fight, a fight.” Middle sized billy goat said to little billy goat “I want to join in the fight.” Middle sized billy goat forgot about the humongous hole and fell into the troll’s house.  Middle size billy goat steeped on a button and a trapdoor opened.  Middle size billy goat inside the trapdoor .The steep crumbled into hidden guns.

‘yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy’

A vine with a net on it came rushing down.  It cohort the guns and middle size billy goat fell into the net and got pulled up .When middle size billy goat was on land again he reached into the net and pulled out a rifle got out of the trolls house and shot the troll  and that was the end of that troll .Then the three billy goats tuck some grass with them.  When the three billy goats got up to the top they saw baby Trolls in the middle of the mountain and then they said ‘here we go again‘.