Alia, age 11, was a finalist in our Twists & Turns contest

Once upon a time there were three billy goats eating away at the grass on their side of the bridge, but one day all the grass was gone. So the billy goat gruff decided to send over the smallest goat first. So he started crossing, but little did he know there was someone under the bridge. Clippity-clop, clippity-clop, clippity-clop. “who’s marching on my bridge?” said the creature under the bridge. Then a troll jumped up on the bridge right in front of the small goat. “I-I’m” the little goat said the little goat. “You look tasty,” growled the troll. “Wait! I’m just the small goat, there’s another goat on the other side of the bridge that wants to cross. He’s way bigger than me, eat him instead”. The troll thought it over, “Ok you can cross.” So the small Goat Crossed the bridge, but when he got to the other side the troll was gone. The goat was scared but he didn’t mind so he turned around and there was a troll! The troll jumped out and ate him. The troll was still hungry though so he waited and ate the other two goats that came across the bridge. He had a full meal under the bridge in peace. 

The end.