Doing whatever it takes to get what she wants

In this big city, grey was everywhere. Streets were grey. Buildings were grey. Cars were grey. People were dressed in grey. However, in this grey world, there was a touch of red. A little girl fell in love with red. Dressed in red in this grey city, she looked like Little Red Riding Hood in the dark forest.

She could see her balloon on the top of the building. She was playing with her balloon when it blew away. She was too little to catch it but also too pretentious to ask for help. She went to the main door of the building and started type some codes on the digital access lock. She began it calmly but, after some tries, she became angry. At this moment, she looked like a quick-tempered little girl. So, she tried to get into the building in another way. She knocked at the door louder and louder. She was knocking at the door so strongly that passers-by were thinking that she would break the door despite her little size and being seven years old.

Finally, someone got out of the building, and she ran inside. She ran in the stairs, she had to reach the roof where her balloon was stuck. She had to hide when she was going upstairs. A Little Red Riding Hood in a business building is not the right place she should be. Fortunately, she was little and people were so bored at work that they looked like sleepwalkers. Some workers even saw her. When they called her, she ran faster and vanished in a corridor or in the stairs. She finally reached the roof of the building. She pushed the door and she could see it, her balloon, just in front of her. It was really close to the side of the building.

The little girl went close to her red balloon. She stretched her arm out, trying to reach her balloon. At this moment, she hated herself for being just seven. She would like to be older to have longer arms, legs and body to reach whatever she wanted. And, now, she wanted her balloon. After trying, she looked around. On the roof, there were a lot of things, useless things. She found a stick and went back to her balloon, which was still stuck. She wound the balloon string around the stick. The Little Red Riding Hood of the city finally had her balloon. She held it in her arms, happy to have found her toy of the day.

The whole day, there was a Little Red Riding Hood in the grey city. She didn’t bring a plain round flat cake and a little container of butter to her grandmother, but she ran in the city with her red balloon running behind her, at the end of the string.

Written on March 2011, the 7th.

Picture Credits : Jnk Photography - A Girl and her red balloon