Harambe's Perspective: The Final Moments
It began like any other day as a Gorilla in the zoo, until a tiny human fell into my enclosure. When this strange boy landed in the water I knew he could be trouble. Against my better judgment I decided to investigate. He could have potentially been dangerous but after taking a minute to examine him he seemed to be a harmless little creature. As I approached the boy the humans outside of the enclosure began tensing up and hollering. They appeared aggressive and enraged so I knew I needed to act. The boy looked up to me with a confused look on his face and had some semblance of fear emerging. I was unsure what was going on and the situation was quite confusing for me but I knew one thing: I needed to get this child away from these loud humans.
I grabbed the boy by his leg dragging him through the water. When we started moving across the moat the humans began screaming at us at an increasing rate. I glanced back at the boy who was sliding along the water and he appeared to be disturbed. Surely the noises of these humans were scaring him. While I was worried about myself, protecting the boy from these humans was my number one priority.
While striving my best to retreat the boy into safety I noticed that he had become wet from our adventure. I decided to drag him onto the land so he could dry off. The boy seemed contented and the humans had quieted so everything was fine. I cradled the boy in-between my legs and he began drifting off to sleep.
Suddenly, there was a loud gunshot from the distance and a bullet began flying towards my face! I knew that it would be impossible for me to escape in time! It was really scary realizing that I was going to die. Time seemed like it stood still. The boy also noticed the bullet coming towards me so he started crying. I didn't want my final moments to be seeing this sad boy so I tried to comfort him one last time:
"Shh… No tears" I said, wiping off his face, "There is no need to be upset." He seemed to calm down at that point. In my last moments, I recalled a female gorilla that lived with me in the enclosure. She was hot. Then I remembered that I would never be able to do my favorite hobby of crocheting again. It made me sad. I saw my life flashing before my eyes. Trees, food, rocks. Everything.
Oh, but the bullet had almost reached me! I knew my time was coming so I hugged the boy one last time. I couldn't take it anymore so I shut my eyes. Then, in an instant, I felt a flash of pain. Then, I felt nothing.
Everything was dark. I don't know what happened to me. As I felt my spirit leaving my body I just hoped the boy would remember me. I began drifting toward the sky, where I would eternally rest with Mufasa, Bambi's Mom, and Martin Luther King Jr. Please don't think I was the bad guy. I just wanted to save the boy from those terrible people. I just wanted JUSTICE. Please spread the word.
Your friend,
Harambe
