Village Life

Out of the bushes, it slowly appeared, sending shivers down our spines.

An instinct we couldn't stop.

A tiger, now looking at us cautiously, most likely thinking whether we were lunch for the day.

"Sam, what do we do…"

Before Bobby could finish his sentence, the tiger took a step closer, then its posture changed.

It lowered itself, looking at us.

Ready to pounce at any moment.

Then it showed its sharp teeth and came at us.

I rolled to the side; its claws missed by the thread of my pants.

It turned at me and tried to pounce again.

Now, I had my back to the tiger.

Things weren't looking too good for me.

"Sam, run!" Bobby, with his knife, came rushing at the tiger.

The tiger turned and faced Bobby.

That gave me enough time to stand up.

Got to save Bobby, I thought desperately.