There was once a little girl who lost her mother, the girl's name is Tiger-Lily. Here's what she looked like:she had black and white striped hair, sapphire blue eyes, is four feet tall, has great eyesight and is deeply in love with nature.
Every afternoon Tiger-Lily went for a walk with her Father, Migren. But one afternoon Migren had taken his daughter, Tiger-Lily into the dark, gloomy, gross woods for the first time ever. "Papa! Where are we going? It stinks!" Tiger-Lily wondered, out-loud, but Migren thought she was just being annoying so he hollared
"freckle-lee. Pickle-doo, who cares Lily!"
So they went deeper into the woods, the deeper they went the darker, gloomier and eviler it got. Tiger-Lily sensed she'll never see her father again, he was all she had left after her Mother, Mary-Anna, had died only two years ago.
'Oh poor girl' was everybodys reply and it drove her nuts.
Tiger-Lily only smelt was wet animals, rotting plants and over all of that rotting prey scraps. Tiger-Lily shuddered unable to control it. Lily could only hear hundreds of footsteps, large and small, racing each other to find Tiger-Lily and Migren, wanting to devour them.
All they felt was their feet sinking into the rooting plants and the rotting victims clinging to their boots. Suddenly Lily tasted the porridge she had for breakfast nearly three weeks ago and then... Migren threw-up all of his breakfast.
Then out of nowhere... a blood-thisty white tiger rushed out and killed them both, but don't be sad Tiger-Lily, strangely, died happy because firstly she'd be with her whole family and secondly she was killed by her favourite animal.
THE END or so it seems!