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For this optional assignment, I chose to write a super short story, and I tried to use many complex words that I’ve learned from Vocabulary.com. What I learned from it was just that I got to know these words and their meaning better.
The horror on the steppes of Africa.
On a balmy summer day on the 23rd of July 1935, Henry Brookfield was a senile individual. He was sitting on a bench in a big orchard located near his home. He had suddenly got the urge to brainstorm outside in the orchard garden. He did that very frequently when the weather was as good as it was on this day.
He sat there for a long while brooding over about the good old days when he was a juvenile nomad in Southeast Africa. He had been traveling alone in Africa for about 2 months. He had met many different clans who lived on the steppes of Africa, and he had gotten to know many of them and learned their ways of life.
One day when he was hunting wild antelopes with a few of his friends, he witnessed something wanton and truculent that he would never be able to forget.
There was a humongous and malformed behemoth with horrible talons looming over in the air. It was looking for some critter to kill and pray on. That beast made some rattling and horrifying sounds while it hovered over the steppe, searching for someone to kill. Suddenly it was like it froze in the air; it was completely still and gazed at one point, which was pretty close to where Henry and his companions were. There he saw a rather large but very young wild boar. It was lying under a big African Acacia tree, trying to get some rest.
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Brusquely the humongous beast dove down at a rapid speed. In less than a second, that beast had dug its talons deep into the face of the sleeping boar and started flying up in the air again while having a stranglehold on the boar's face. That poor animal screamed from terror and the horrible pain it felt while having those talons deep inside its eyes and other parts of its face. Once the beast was high enough up in the air, it let go of that poor animal and dropped it to the ground. It lay there inert with almost every bone of its body broken, and its blood mottled all around when it landed on the ground. Then that beast dived down and started feasting on the motionless animal, which was still alive but in agonizing pain and complete shock, so it couldn’t move or make a sound.This memory regularly popped up in Henry's head, and he always got a nauseating feeling since it was a brutal and horrifying sight which he could never forget.