The storm's getting heavier now, smashing on the trees
and swallowing up the ground beneath me. My whiskers are
messy and my fur is soaked, but I have to keep on running,
I have to get back to my family. I knew I shouldn't have
gone hunting today, I had a bad feeling about this day,
like something terrible was going to happen. The grass
and leaves are getting slippery and slowing me down, but
I can't stop, I must get back home.
When my home is in sight I stop with astonishment. I see
my wife and kids dead with three men cutting their fur
off. Just then, something in me snaps, making me run and
pounce on the first man. I take a big chunk out of his
shoulder, then try to attack the other men. Unfortunately
they are too strong, and overpower me with their weapons.
When I awake I am in a cage in a car, and next to me are
my dead wife and kids. The worst thing that I could possibly
imagine has happened to me - I am captured!
By Yinka, Hackney Free & Parochial CE School
I was running rapidly through the jungle trying to escape.
I hated it, the rain was making my fur go all soggy
and drenched. The wind was blowing the wet ferns into
my face as I was trying to run. I had to keep my eyes
wide open just in case. The rain made a smashing sound
with hostility. Every time thunder went off the hairs
on the back of my neck would stand up sharply. So many
noises and colours, I was scared but I couldn't let
them catch me. I saw too many tigers like me be hunted
for our fur, so I would not stop until I was sure they
had. The long wet grass was slowing me down. I need
shelter to hide in, but everything looks the same.
The noises are still coming closer, I can hear the things
that are louder than the thunder. This is a life or
death situation. Only vegetation in front of me, but
they had caught up with me, the hunters. I was going
to be the next one to die. They had surrounded me now,
all around me. I'm ready to pounce and they’re
pointing something very long at me, I'm scared.
I jump, but it's too late. I can feel a sharp ball of
heat in my stomach - it hurts. I see red pouring out
of me. I can't move, the pain is like nothing I have
ever felt. I see light and that's the end of me.
By Michael, Hackney Free & Parochial CE
A tiger was walking in the forest alone. He was trying
to find a place to go under to hide from the smashing
rain. The beautiful smell made him drunk - the smell
of the wet trees and flowers. It was very windy, damp,
rainy and stormy. The tiger was in a hurry, he was running
as fast as he could to find shelter.
As the tiger was running, he saw a group of people walking
in the forest. He was scared, it was his first time
seeing humans. He was scared but he didn't know what
to do. He started running and he saw the people were
chasing him. It was five hunters. The hunters lost the
tiger - he was out of sight for 10 seconds, enough time
for him to get ready to attack.
By Necati, Hackney Free & Parochial CE School
The rainforest is so humid yet so stormy. Everywhere
around me is moist. I see the little creatures scurry
past me. The leaves are moving in the motion of the
wind. There is a great thunder, rain is pouring and
hitting my fur like bullets. Every step I take I step
on something either rotten or slimy. Then I smell a
presence. It doesn't smell too good - in fact it smells
like danger, really bad danger.
I crouched down in my hunting position ready to pounce
on whatever may come my way. Then I see this creature.
The creature seems very unusual, it's not a creature
I've seen in my life before. It walks on two legs, has
no fur apart from the little on its head, and it seems
to be wearing something that looks like zebra skin.
I am ready to pounce when I just black out, all of a
sudden I see nothing.
I wake up ina totally strange environment, and there
are more of the same creatures watching me. I close
my eyes then open them again just to check if what I
was seeing is real. That was when I realised that this
was the story my father had told me about - I have been
captured and there is no going back.
By Hannah, Hackney Free & Parochial CE School
What do I do, I'm not going to be able to run much further
with my leg pouring out blood.
I can hear the voices of my predators, and the sound
of guns reloading.
Where do I go, I can't keep running, I am losing too
As I lay amongst the leaves I can feel the rain piercing
my open wound and I can see my own blood dripping off
I can hear the leaves being crushed by the footsteps.
Maybe I'm meant to die, maybe it's for the best!
As the footsteps get closer and closer, I realise it's
over and there's no way out.
I count down from ten in my head. Ten, nine, eight,
and so on. By the time I had reached five, out of nowhere
four tigers ran by and distracted my hunter's attention
- I was saved!
By Chloe, Hackney Free & Parochial CE School
The rainforest is meant to be a place where I can be
free to wander around, to do the things I please. Somewhere
nobody can harm you in any way. But now it has changed
into something else leaving me distraught and in fear.
Before, I used to be the predator, but overnight I have
turned into the prey. They think I am a weapon of mass
destruction but under my striped black and orange fur,
I have a heart.
They come at any time they want to charging in, but
after they captured the monkey, the only animal that
had a shiny glow to it's fur, life has been so hard.
Right now the heavy rain is beating against my back,
the wind is blowing fiercely into my whiskers, my paws
are soggy as I creep through the overgrown grass and
damp leaves. I hear footsteps, but not the ones of an
elephant - they are much softer, but still loud enough
for me to hear.
I can also hear voices and silent whispers. Could it
be a parakeet? No, the voices sound more fearsome and
bold. Then suddenly emerging from the reflection of
the sun, I see a big dark black shadow above my head.
My heart starts to beat a thousand beats per second.
I feel something I have never felt before.
By Christabell, Hackney Free & Parochial