Cruzita's Closet Little Red Riding Hood Wears Black

Red was no longer the little girl in the bright red cape. She had faced the wolf, conquered her fears, and grown into a strong, confident woman. The red cape, a symbol of her childhood, now hung forgotten in her closet.

One day, she donned a sleek black coat—elegant, bold, and powerful. As she walked through the forest, the villagers barely recognized her. The wolf was no longer a threat, just a shadow of the past.

Leaving the red cape behind at her grandmother’s house, she smiled and said, “This belongs to the girl I was. But I’m a woman now.”

And as she disappeared into the woods, her black coat flowing behind her, she whispered, “Who says Little Red Riding Hood can’t wear black?”