Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Anthropomorphism Short Story

      I crept through the grass, keeping my body low to the ground and making sure my footsteps made no sound. I was the hunter, silent and invisible as I stalked my prey. There, the small mouse sniffing the air, unaware of my presence as I made my way closer to my target. Soon, I was close enough, my tail twitching slightly with excitement as I readied to pounce.
     "Gotcha!" I heard Snow yell as she jumped out of a nearby tree, landing on my back as well as scaring away my prey.
     "Snow, you scared my prey away! There goes dinner for tonight!"

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