Gosh, the smell of those cinnamon buns in my basket is driving me crazy! I wish they weren’t off limits, but Mom said all six of them had better make it to Granny’s house or I’d be in trouble.

Speaking of trouble, this forest is really creepy today. I hope I make it to Granny’s house.

Hey! What’s that up ahead?

Rewrite the beginning with the wolf as the first-person narrator.