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The Predator 100419

Saturday 10 March 2018
The Predator


A low growl could be heard; a rumble that came from deep within the predator,
like a distant storm approaching.
With milky grey eyes like miniature moons, the cat began to prowl stealthily
out of the tall grass.
Covered with long thick and steady fur, waiting for the perfect time
to attack it’s happiest pray…
ROOAR! Out of the blue the innocent bunny sees the most horrifying animal,
as it opens it’s wide mouth filled with the sharpest teeth, and saliva craving for food.
Quickly it clutched onto me with it’s long pointy claws rushing me into his mouth.
Immediately, I sprung into the air and as soon as I hit the floor,
I ran, and ran hoping to see another day of life.

Running for my life, the only thing I hears are big, heavy stomping paws.
Suddenly, there was nothing but pitch black.

TO BE CONTINUED......

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