Once upon a time there were three billy goats Gruff and there was no grass on their side of the hill.
There was a bridge but a grumpy, old, mean troll was guarding the bridge day and night.The goats wanted to eat the green grass on the other side of the bridge.
The goats made a plan.The smallest Billy Goat Gruff went trip trap,trip trap, trip, trap onto the troll's bridge.
"Who's that tripping over my bridge? roared the troll. I will eat you up."
"It's only me Little Billy Goat Gruff,wait for my big brother, he's bigger than me."
"Ok, go before I change my mind," said the Troll."Be off with you!"
What happened next?
What happened at the end of our story?
The troll fell into the water and never frightened them again.
The Three Billy Goats Gruff ate lots of yummy grass and lived happily ever after.