Monday, 5 September 2016

100 WC

    IN THE ANIMAL ARENA
His muscles bulged over his sweaty singlet and his eyes narrowed until they looked like a pigs. His thundering voice bellowed across the arena making the ropes rattle.

The animal stood brave and tall, sharp fangs ready to devour the man's  fleshy skin and tear out his giant mussels. The animals fur was standing on end.

Everybody stood fascinated and eager, the tension in the air made the animal grunt and roar.  Then gunshot sounded the bars of the cage broke in two like a child snapping a stick. The man let out a scream the animal let out a roar and I thought to myself “well what a start.”

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