This week during Creative Writing with Mr Ross we were asked to create a new doc and use our imagination to create a story about a picture we found on internet. Here's my work.
Tigers
I lurk in forest waiting for my prey to deliver themselves. Waiting for hours in the same spot. Silence reigns upon the forest until… Grr! My delicious lunch has just arrived, scratching and biting the battle has finally begun.
There’s nowhere to turn and no way out of this madness. Chasing this meerkat up and down trees. I’m exhausted, when will this battle end. Striking once, then them striking back. It’s a game I play with them meerkats, I wait for them to deliver themselves or I hunt them and then another battle begins.
Finally the war ended, I have won and my prey has died a tragic death. As I entered my territory, I could smell the burning of blood tumbling from someone’s body. I walk towards the smell, but as I entered the second fight of the day, something leaps out without 1 sight being seen. Soon I make up my mind and the chase has struck upon me.
I chase until I run into a dead end. Wondering is it a threat to my kind, maybe we could start this chase once again. Walking home I hear a familiar noise coming in from the North, I ignore the noise but it gets increases each second, I have to find out what the noise is. The only problem is I haven’t eaten, I keep getting distracted by things and my paws are really dirty.
Bang, lightening struck and thunder echoed what else could happen on this powerful day. Bang! Thunder keeps striking and the thunder gets louder and louder and I can’t do anything about it. I wonder when it will stop. My plans will be ruined once again because last time it was raining my plans were destroyed. Soon I wasn’t the only one wishing for luck, someone has broken into my territory. It was the lions, I told them no breaking in at night no matter how heavy the rain gets.
They took 1 look at me and detected that I’m not a friend of their kind. They wondering and think on how I will begin the attack. Unfortunately they took too long so I took the first strike and wounded the king, then at once the battle begun. Soon the chase comeced in the middle of the battle and I sprinted until I pounced onto the thick body… My claws dug into his skin until it was deep enough for me to attack on the inside. That battle was the hardest one for me through my fighting career.
Family always told me, you lose once try once more and if you lose again back off. That was the hardest thing for me to do around them lose because once someone in our family lost twice and that day they died in the same spot they fought. My life is hard sometimes but somewhere inside my heart always tells me there is peace somewhere.
When there is peace my family comes together and has a nice holiday when there is food everywhere. My family is nice but is very competitive against each other because there is always someone who loses and there is always someone who wins… Which has to be our family. If you want we can plan a challenge someday and see lets see who wins, me or YOU!!!
Writing this was fun because usually in Writing we would be given a picture to write about. It was hard because I chose a tiger picture to write about and in our writing we had to use descriptive words, I was trying to think of different types of descriptive words instead of the same ones we use everyday. If you liked my work please feel free to Comment or to leave feedback.
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