After a while of waiting and looking for our hero, Harambe appeared. When he saw us I felt my heart skip a beat. He began running towards us. He reached the glass and came as close as he could towards us. I put my hands on the glass and met his hand. I felt like I was truly in love. I whispered "I love you, Harambe". Harambe smiled and winked. I gasped. Harambe then backed up and charged against the glass. Although it seemed like he was going to harm us, I knew he wasn't. He just wanted to be with me. Straight away he smashed through the glass and landed on top of me. My dad started hitting the Gorilla as if he were doing something wrong. Harambe grabbed my father and threw him against the wall. He was knocked out. My mother and I hugged Harambe as we embraced each others presence. I began to stutter as Harambe suddenly started pulling our clothing off. Harambe put his finger on my lips and made a hushing noise. After a few moments we were both skin naked when there were screams coming from the outside of the pen. Harambe rushed back to where he was and found a boy laying there on the floor in the pen. He looked at me and started making noises as if trying to speak. Even though Harambe couldn't speak I somehow knew he was telling me something. He was telling me he was going to get the boy and bring him into what we were doing. My mother was excited by the fact that we were having a 'gangbang' with a Gorilla but me, I was feeling sceptical about Harambe and this boy. Was I jealous that the boy was going to be carried by Harambe and his enormous arms? No it wasn't that. Something else. I could sense... No, It couldn't be. I looked over to Harambe who was carrying the boy and I saw something in the corner of my eye. A rifle was being aimed at Harambe. "NOOO!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I rushed toward Harambe in desperation to save him but It was too late. Bang! I looked at Harambe in awe as he fell down to the ground. "You bastards!" I shouted to the killer as I ran over to Harambe. I held him in my arms as tears run down my face. He wipes them away and says "I just wanted to have a gangbang." He lets out a cry "I just wanted to have fun...". He then slowly passes away in my arms. I sit there until what feels like hours, caressing Harambe's chest. It was about midnight when I knew, he was officially gone.
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Harambe Is Love, Harambe Is Life
SpiritualThis is a story about a Gorilla. Not just a Gorilla, but a true friend and hero called 'Harambe'. A detailed evaluation of the real life events that occurred. 11/10 "Truly heart wrenching book about love and death." - The Telegraph 10/10 "Changed...