The Tasmanian Tiger

The Tasmanian Tiger was like a boulder,

Hitting its prey as firmly as he could.

The forest was dark, scary, horrifying, rainy and lofty. 

The trees were dancing as if they could move. 

As I was moving, I saw a gigantic gorilla!

“Why is it getting darker?” 

Then I saw the gorilla so I

Ran

Ran

Ran

Ran

And….

Ran.

Once I had escaped, I went back to my territory,

I saw every single Tasmanian Tiger had collapsed.

That was the Tasmanian Tiger era

Ended…

I was the last one alive.