Once upon a time there were three little pigs and the time came for them to leave home.
The first little pig built his house out of straw. The second little pig built his house out of sticks. The third little pig built his house out of bricks.
One night the big bad wolf, who loved to eat fat little piggies, saw the first little pig in his house of straw. He blew the house and SURPRISE! into the house was a hunter man, who shooted to the bad wolf, but the wolf scaped.
A few days after, the wolf was looking to the second house, he thought that into the house were two pigs, but the house was empty. The two little pigs had gone to the house of the third pig. The wolf went to the third house, he would eat the three little pigs, he was hungry, but when he arrived at the house, the hunter man was looking and shooting him. The wolf died.
The little pigs were very happy. Suddenly, the hunter man with a knife cut the neck of the little pigs, because he was hungry too.
Moral?
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