I close my eyes tight. I hear the click of the trigger being pulled and the boom of the gun being fired. I hear the contact of the bullet against a body, but yet I don’t feel any pain.
The Madhu Forest, India Survival is our number one instinct as a White Tiger, one of the rarest tigers in India. All I need for survival is food, water, my cave, and most importantly, Mother. Since this is all I need to live, survival may sound easy, but believe me, the poachers make Mother’s and my life one heck of a ride.
Mother keeps me alive. She hunts out in the forest almost every day to bring me food and water. When she comes back to our cave after hunting, she is always soaked in the mud and water of the forest. I have never not seen that forest raining,
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It must be Mother! I make our secret call, two chuffs and a quiet roar. Mother hears me, and starts approaching me quicker. Quicker than normal. I squint my eyes and try to get a better view, through the thick rain, of the body drawing in on me. It only takes me a second glance to realize that that is not Mother. It is in fact just as I had been afraid of, a poacher. I turn my head and look to the right, and then to the left. There is what looks to be miles and miles of trees on both sides. I have no clue where to go, but the poacher is advancing on me, fast. There is not much time, so I turn my body to the right and push my legs off the ground into a vigorous sprint. I move my short, little legs faster than I ever had before. I have absolutely no clue where I am going while I run because I never have even been this far out in the forest! Oh, and it also doesn’t really help that I can’t see more than a few yards ahead of me due to the rain pouring harder and harder every second! While I sprint, I dodge trees and jump over logs. I don’t dare to look, because I already know the poacher is right behind me. I roar as loud as I can as a hope that Mother can maybe hear
Her legs were beginning to give way but she could feel herself starting to pick up speed before a branch stopped her in her tracks and she tripped, absorbing the impact on her elbows and knees causing skin to pull back from those areas. Desperately she tried to push herself off the ground though it was too late, she could already hear the tyres and the commotion becoming louder and clearer until finally she knew it was behind her. At first, the beaming sun was blurring her vision and all she was able to make out was a tall figure. As it edged closer towards her with the ferocity of a beast, she was able to see the male features, the dark uniform, the muscular frame and the devilish face devouring her with its eyes as if she were his prey. Within seconds it became clear to her that she was going to be
HELMER:(draws her over to the doorleft) You shall see them. (Opens the door and says softly) Look there they are asleep peacefull and carefree. Tomorow they wake up and call for their mother, they will be - motherless.
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He turned his head away unsuspecting that the time of his demise was near. I raised my gun up, looked through the scope, put the dot on where his vitals should be, and using great effort not to let the shakes take over and alter my shot, I squeezed the trigger. I watched the bright yellow sparks fly from my barrel as the black powder expelled the lump of lead flying straight into his chest. As he staggered away in shock from the events that occurred in what felt like a fraction of a second I kept a close eye on him to know where to retrieve his dead
Personal Narrative: The World The world is a messed up place and we are all stuck here until our lives are through, or until we choose to leave. It's strange that I go along with everything everyone tells me, such as that I should wear certain clothes or listen to certain songs. I often wonder why I do the things I do, but then I just realize that's who I am. People are confused about why they are here, and they don't understand what life is supposed to be about.
devastated when she was forced to leave her dead daughter burried in the wilderness, but she
I start to run through the forest with a huge smile on my face, until I realize that now I have to make a bunch of new friends. Oh god, well it can't be that hard. I start to run now with my heart beating about making a new friend.. Until I trip on this little twig in front of me. I pick it up and snap it in half and chuck it towards the treehouse that is now in the distance.
I slowly took its hand as it leads me further into the forest as crushed leaves blended with the dirt that sticks to the ground, awkward but dreary steps shattered the silence of the darkness. The sound of heart-wrenching screams and the stench of blood caught my attention. “What is that noise and that foul smell, “ I asked the creature with fear and disgust laced in my voice, the creature ignored me which caused me to grow
Alice said from behind me also holding a gun. Mom was standing behind her, eyes blood red and claws and fangs
As they turned around and looked their faces dropped. There was one side of me telling myself to run and the other somehow wanting me to get closer. Billy told us we should go over and check while William and Oscar wanted to run. We all decided to walk over slowly in case it's some creature thing that could be a threat to our world. When we finally got to it, in the middle there was a family with two adults and one young boy.
“Well by the looks of it, it looks mythical.” she said sounding certain. “Thanks, i’m pretty sure i’ll need your help later on. Do me a favor and don’t tell mom and dad.” I said relieved. “I thought so, that's okay.” She assured. 2 That nightI was laying in my bed supposed to be asleep,but I just couldn’t.This creature was amazing and it wasn’t even out of its shell! I decided to get up and go check on it. The ice was melting... I don’t think it’s supposed to. I need to wake my sister but I fear she will be mad at me if I do. We never know until we try it. Here goes. “My heavy breathing would get me killed if I was ever in a situation were I had to be Silent or get killed. When I woke up my sister I was shocked by what she told me. “ After you went to sleep I went outside in the forest. You’ll never guess what I found out by the pond.” She said trying not to wake anyone else. “What did you find?” I said
Later the mother brought food for them and I woke up. She saw and looked fiercely at me. The wolf started to rip the meat apart. A cub got close to me and I tried to steal his food, because I was very hungry as well. The mother pawed at me.
I ran to my mom’s room to see her still body. “Mom….Mom..!” I yelled. She didn’t answer. I called the police.
My head reeled with confusion; my heart reeled with a fresh blast of fear. I slowed down. Finally. I backed up. Forced myself to enter the room and approached the woman I didn’t recognize as my own mother.
I quickened my pace across the dewy grass and then began to jog, but I