My story I wrote

I’m a hero

One day in California, there was a rich family driving through the mountains. It started to get stormy, with rain and hail. It started to get extremely slippery on the road. Every five minutes there climbing the mountain, 100, 200, 300 feet. Half an hour later, they were 2,500 feet up the mountain. The wind and the rain was getting stronger. Then they drove though the pitch-black cave. The road started to get bumpy. All of a sudden, they hit a big rock that was sticking in middle of the road. Then they tipped. The lights when out. It was pitch black. Then a baby rolled out of the banged up car, not frightened, not hurt, and not a scratch on him.

On top of the mountain, there lived an old woman, poor, dirty, and very skinny. She saw the car on its side, so she went to check it out. There she saw a baby boy, that was about a year old. She picked him up.

The mom said, “ No don’t take him.”

The dirty African lady brought him to her hut. Then she cleaned him up with soap, and water in the wooden water bucket. The next day she sent him to Africa. Because she looked into his eyes and saw that he was going to be a hero in the next ten years. She sent him to a family where a family could take care of him in Africa, to watch him grow up to be a great helping child.

Eleven years later, he was not a great helper. He did not listen to his parents, and uncles. His uncles were trying to teach him to be kind, and be respectful. Well, all he did was get into trouble, and make lies. This one day he had absolutely nothing to do. So he decided to go for a walk in the Jungle by him self when he was not suppose to. Cause in the Jungle there were very dangerous animals living there.

Two hours later. He was approximately a mile and half away from the village. And he had no idea where he was, so he sat down on a broken up log. He heard voices whispering in his ear. He froze up, and turned back and looked behind him. It was a Black Panther with green shinny eyes.

The Panther said, “ I’m going to eat all of your people in the village.”

The boy with no name said, “I don’t believe you,” in a shacking voice.

The boy ran like he never ran before. The panther ran with him barely keeping up with the boy. The boy had no idea where he was. The grass started to get deep, knee deep, hip deep then he ran threw bushes and leaves, then all of a sudden, he fell down a water fall that was 30 feet high.

He screamed, “YEAH!!! No wait, I’m falling.”

He hit the water with a belly flop. BAM!!! He screamed in the water as loud as he could, then he popped up on the surface of the water.

He said to him self, “I want to do that again!”

The boy was floating down the river. He saw the panther walking on side of the river following him. The boy was thinking of how to get rid of the panther. He thought of making a trap in the woods. The panther was looking at him like he was hungry. But the panther wasn’t hungry.

The panther said softly, “your not getting away.”

The nameless boy laughed. He imagined building a trap, trapping the Panther, and becoming a hero. The boy swam across the river, away from the panther. And unexpectedly the boy recognized the river. The town was a two minutes away from the village. The boy quickly got some branches and leaves and gathered them up, and made a nice looking trap, near the village.

He yelled, “come on stupid Panther, come and get me!”

The panther said in a whispering voice, “ I’m here,”

Then he quickly turned around, and started running again. He didn’t run extremely fast this time, because the nameless boy was not as frightened as before. The panther jumped on him from behind, and nearly scared him half to death. He peed in his grass skirt, and pushed the 230lbs panther off of him. Then he ran extremely fast. He thought of running towards the trap, so he did what he was thinking. The Panther was getting much closer to him as the seconds past by. He leaped over the trap. As the boy was in the air, he looked behind him, and saw that the Panther fell in the trap. The boy stopped and looked behind him, and the panther was caught in the trap.

The panther growled, “ DARN! You got lucky.”

The boy replied, “It was all planned out. So I call it skill.”

The nameless boy ran to the village, screaming as loud as he could, saying, “ I caught the Panther.”

As he saw the village getting closer to him, he ran faster with tears flowing from his eyes, because he had missed the village. Everyone had worried about the boy, since he had been gone for six hours. His mother started yelling at him, the moment she saw him.

The boy said, “ I caught the Panther in the trees.”

His mom smiled, then all the people of the village walked towards the panther. The panther silently hung from the ground. The next day, his uncles placed the panther across the river away from the village, hoping he doesn’t come back. The same day, the people from the village named the boy. His name was Hero. They lived happily ever after with out the Panther.