Two Big Ugly Bushmen
by Clarence Tutcho, Grade 11, Deline
Two years ago, on the 21st of August,
it was really dark and raining and my friend and I
were walking to
my sister’s. My sister’s house was way up
there beside the old airport. We were almost at my sister’s
house. It was half a mile away.
Suddenly, somebody started to throw rocks
at us and whistle at us. It was coming from the bushes.
We did
not stop walking. Then two big ugly bushmen were standing
in the middle of the road and looking straight at us.
So my friend and I ran back to my friend’s house.
The bushmen started running after us.
They caught up to us and grabbed my friend, and I started
running to
someone’s warehouse. I broke the door and grabbed
a gun, and started walking back where they grabbed my
friend.
I saw them, but my friend was gone. This time there
were three of them. I sneaked up to them and started
shooting at them, I stop and look there were only two
down.
Suddenly I woke up in my room. The first thing I did
was go to my friend’s house. They saw he had not
come home since yesterday. So I went to the place where
I shot those two bushmen. There was blood everywhere,
but the bodies were gone.
This happened to a friend of a friend of mine.
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