Death of a Caveman
There is a gigantic smoke colored boulder rolling noisily down a green hill finally landing with a splash on a stream. Luscious green grass is growing in different sections of a rich brown patch of rocky soil. Two cavemen are playing some sort of wrestling game. They seem to come to an end. Caveman number one is pudgy, hairy, and dark-skinned, wearing clothes made of deer hide. Caveman number 2 is fairer and taller than caveman number one.
caveman #1: Oogah Chakah Oogah Chakah. That good game you play. [points finger at fellow caveman]
caveman #2: Thank you, you too.
caveman #1: Me hungry. Hunt us?
caveman #2: Yes, me want woolly mammoth for dinner. [rubs stomach vigorously]
caveman #1: Get knife, we go hunt now.
Caveman number two reaches a hairy hand under a gray rock and lifts out a bone expertly carved into a skin-splitting sharpness.
cavemen #2: Us hunt now.
They half run, half walk until they come to a clearing with a big oak tree standing in the middle of a forest with huge trees everywhere. Thunder is heard in the distance.
oh, it rain soon. We must find mammoth as soon as possible
They spot a woolly mammoth charging towards them at full speed
caveman #1: Uh oh. I not mean that soon.
The wet hard rain starts to come down in potent torrents and slaps the hard soil, now making murky mud. The ground shakes as the mammoth comes charging towards them.
caveman #1: We in trouble now. Take out knife. Slice eyeball.
caveman #2: I can't. I think I drop it on way here.
The woolly mammoth runs and runs. It keeps running until it runs over caveman number two. Caveman number two is now dead. Caveman number one is in shock.
caveman #1: And that's why you should always carry a spare knife.
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