The original Grimm's fairy tales?

This is the Juniper Tree by the Grimm's Brother, its so cool but not suggested for those who are below 18, so leave soon, if you don't wanna..

But the bird flew away and sat down on the roof of the goldsmith's house and began to sing: "My mother she butchered me, My father he ate me, My sister, little Ann Marie, She gathered up the bones of me And tied them in a silken cloth To lay under the juniper. Tweet twee, what a pretty bird am I!" The goldsmith was sitting in his workshop, making a golden chain, and he heard the bird that sat on his roof and sang, and it seemed so beautiful to him. He got up and as he was walking across the doorstep he lost one of his sippers. But he kept walking right out into the middle of the street with one slipper and one stocking foot; he had his apron tied around his middle and in one hand he had the golden chain and in the other the pliers and the sun shone so brightly into the street. And he just stood there and looked at the bird. "Bird," said he, "how beautifully you sing! Sing that piece again." "No," said the bird, "the second time I don't sing for nothing. Give me the golden chain and I'll sing it again." "Here," said the goldsmith, "take the golden chain, now sing it again." And so the bird came and took the golden chain in its right claw and sat in front of the goldsmith and sang: "My mother she butchered me, My father he ate me, My sister, little Ann Marie, She gathered up the bones of me And tied them in a silken cloth To lay under the juniper. Tweet twee, what a pretty bird am I!" And so the bird flew off to a cobbler's and sat down on the roof and sang: "My mother she butchered me, My father he ate me, My sister, little Ann Marie, She gathered up the bones of me And tied them in a silken cloth To lay under the juniper. Tweet twee, what a pretty bird am I!" The cobbler heard it and ran out of the door in this shirtsleeves and looked up to the roof and had to hold his hand over his eyes so the sun would not blind him. "Bird," said he, "how beautifully you sing!" And he called in through the door, "Wife, come out here a moment. There's a bird here, look at this bird! And how it can sing!" And he called his daughter and the children and the servants, the apprentice and the maid, and they all came into the street and saw the bird, how pretty it was, and it had such red feathers and green feathers and round the neck it was pure gold and its eyes glittered in its head like stars. "Bird," said the cobbler, "sing me that piece again." "No," said the bird, "the second time I don't sing for nothing. You have to give me a present." "Wife," said the man, "go to the attic; up on the top shelf is a pair of red shoes, bring them down." And so the wife went up and got the shoes....

Click here to continue: click me For more stories, click here: Me Are these stories real? No one knows, The original version, most of them were collected by the Grimm's Brother from the natives germans while they're traveling, so the stories can't get away from the reality, the reality of the human darkness on that time, the period of the Germans. Look Deeply.. These original fairy tales want to tell us something: 1.) There's no happy ending always for the fairy tales. 2.) Fairy Tales aren't really exist. 3.) The reality: Darkness, boldness of the human. It doesn't means that these stories really exist or not, the thing that matters it most were the stories in it. Because of the violency, they (The Grimm's brother) spent almost half of their life time to change the stories into children's fairy tales instead of adult's, and these were the stories that we all known for now. Cool, aren't they?