Young 'n Bold

Young 'n Bold
It was the first day. This day, it was a gift. That's why they call it present. I still remember how, I, an escaped lion cub, got hit by a form of human transportation. It was my last day.

It was supposed to be.

They called me Sahara, over some God-Knows-Where place. Pfft. I wonder how I was brave enough to even cross a road. The other cubs called me a coward. A worthless coward. I wish it was my last day- I sure do.

My mother said I was a blessing, a gift from God, a star in the sky.

-TBC-

I always put a sample of the story before I continue it. Let me know if I should.