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Description
About The Girl:
She’s 10-11 years old, she has black hair in pigtails, she wears a fuchsia dress, she loves to explore, she’s brave and fearful at the same time, she speaks with a medium high-pitched voice when she screams, she lives in a house all alone with a striped door and a cat in the window, her name is either Carys or Welda

Four Favorite Things I Like:
The girl’s dress, the striped door, the little knob, and her pet cat

Here’s My Version Of How The Song/Story Should End:
The girl (offscreen) is leaning against the door looking very worried, then went to close the curtains of her window, she makes it safely back to her home, runs into her house and up to her room where she cowers in her bed while hiding under the covers of her bedsheets/blankets and shaking in terror.

MY NEW LYRICS:
Running home to my house, running home to my house
I stopped at the door, I stopped at the door
I put my hands on the door knob, I put my hands on the door knob
Iff iff ugh, iff iff ugh

Oh my dear oh no, oh my dear oh no
I pulled the door but iff ugh, I pulled the door but iff ugh
I pulled the door but iff ugh, I pulled the door but iff ugh
The door is locked or jammed, the door is locked or jammed

So I wriggled and jiggled the door knob, I twist and turn the door knob
Then I opened the door, I finally opened the door
Then I went inside, then I went inside
Phew that was close, phew that was close

I’m back home again, I’m back home again
Safe and sound, safe and sound
I sat down on the sofa, I sat down on the sofa
Petting my pet cat, petting my pet cat

Description
About The Girl:
She’s 10-11 years old, she has black hair in pigtails, she wears a fuchsia dress, she loves to explore, she’s brave and fearful at the same time, she speaks with a medium high-pitched voice when she screams, she lives in a house all alone with a striped door and a cat in the window, her name is either Carys or Welda

Four Favorite Things I Like:
The girl’s dress, the striped door, the little knob, and her pet cat

Here’s My Version Of How The Song/Story Should End:
The girl (offscreen) is leaning against the door looking very worried, then went to close the curtains of her window, she makes it safely back to her home, runs into her house and up to her room where she cowers in her bed while hiding under the covers of her bedsheets/blankets and shaking in terror.

MY NEW LYRICS:
Running home to my house, running home to my house
I stopped at the door, I stopped at the door
I put my hands on the door knob, I put my hands on the door knob
Iff iff ugh, iff iff ugh

Oh my dear oh no, oh my dear oh no
I pulled the door but iff ugh, I pulled the door but iff ugh
I pulled the door but iff ugh, I pulled the door but iff ugh
The door is locked or jammed, the door is locked or jammed

So I wriggled and jiggled the door knob, I twist and turn the door knob
Then I opened the door, I finally opened the door
Then I went inside, then I went inside
Phew that was close, phew that was close

I’m back home again, I’m back home again
Safe and sound, safe and sound
I sat down on the sofa, I sat down on the sofa
Petting my pet cat, petting my pet cat