Through Diamond Eyes

by Ashley Roumiguiere

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Through Diamond Eyes
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By: Ashley Roumiguiere
I am Coal the Margay. I live in the Amazon rainforest where everything is lush and alive. Dewdrops sparkle like a thousand stars and birds sing. My dearest friends are Mango the three toed sloth and Kira the maned wolf. Mango is slow and patient, he usually notices more than me and Kira. He is a mixture of brown and tan and his eyes are a deep amber. Kira is fast and sly and is always ready for anything. She is red and orange with hazelnut streaks and her eyes are like sapphires.
I was living an easy life until that day. The day when Mango noticed smoke. It was a dark black cloud of foreboding doom and Mango was the only one who knew what it was. I was lucky I hadn't had experience like Mango because then I wouldn't have done what I did.
We were all scared as we watched animals running past us. Then Mango told us his story. He had lived in another part of this forest and it was lush and beautiful, too. He had noticed the smoke and told his parents. He was filled with wonder, but he wasn't as happy when he saw the damage and the giant machines chewing the trees and plants to bits, leaving nothing behind but dirt and dust. Animals with nowhere to live slowly died. Fortunately Mango and his family were spared.
We decided to leave, but I couldn't leave the forest and then wait and watch as it was slowly eaten away. So I told Mango and Kira I was going to stay and stop this even if it killed me. Kira wouldn't wait and be eaten by the smoke machines so she ran away, leaving me and Mango to decide what to do.
For a long time Mango and I were bouncing plans off each other. All the plans and the big decision we had to make were overwhelming it felt as if the world was on my shoulders. We both knew we had to decide on a plan soon, so I told Mango to think real hard what the wisest and most effective plan would be.
We decided on one of the plans I had made. We would get as many animals as possible to help. We would attack at night while the smoke machines and humans were sleeping. I was deathly afraid even though I didn't show it. I was worried that maybe they would wake up or the machines would still work but Mango encouraged me. He said, " Evil will always fall my friend and justice shall rule. It may take centuries but good will always win."
We gathered toucans and parrots with fire in their hearts. We gathered panthers and wolfs with scars. We gathered small insects like the mighty ants. Soon we had a raging army ready to fight when darkness broke the light of the day.
"Warriors big and small all make a difference. Many small ones have fire in their hearts, too and will stop at nothing to get what they want." My father once said to me. He was wise and caring. He knew just what to say and had a strong opinion.
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